Post by Phantom Traveler on Sept 22, 2013 2:42:21 GMT -5
Callidus landed on Innistrad, having no idea where he landed and frankly didn't care at all. He walked across the amber grass field and eyed a small village, a sign of intelligent life. "A village? Better than that one tribe of goblins." Callidus talked to himself, somewhere deep inside he knew it was a bad habit but did it anyways.
He made his way into the village, rearranging his satchel strap on his shoulder. "Locals..."
He made his way into the village, rearranging his satchel strap on his shoulder. "Locals..."