READ ALL ABOUT IT — [ #Storytime. A while back when I was wandering through the streets of Outglut, I met this other rusty. He was short, maybe shorter than most of the trolls I know. Though I think he was about the same size as my kismesis, 147cm-ish. Bumped into him by accident, he wore a cloak, he had freckles and curly hair that smelled like sea-salt. He grabbed me to apologize and I noticed his arm was a prosthetic-- made of bronze and clearly by hand. He was oddly kind.. but I swear, he had fins like a seadweller and the blush on his face was fuschia. Though maybe I sound crazy, only ever heard of female heiresses... either way, he went off on his merry way. Something about a seadweller priest he wanted to go visit. I think of him sometimes. ]
no way he isn't cUllEd by now