Right, smelled something nay kosher in one of my storage rooms and lo and behold found a rotting head of one, long deceased, lizard chief, in one of me crates...so this is a message to Connor and Padre (sorry s'been too long I don't remember yer CP *shrugs* but ye know who ye be *winks*) the others I think left anyways:
Let's meet-up so we can turn the stinking thing in to Garent, it'll either make his day or he'll pass out frem the stench, either way we'll get a laugh out of it
Just PM me if ye've done the job allready *grins*
