*Drew puts out the fire he made and moves deeper into the forest. His long brown hair seems to be golden and glistens as it is bathed by natural sunlight.*
"Damn humans and observers. Going about converting each others people and converting the blank slates. If we wanted a faction we would've chosen one, damn it."
"Damn humans and observers. Going about converting each others people and converting the blank slates. If we wanted a faction we would've chosen one, damn it."