'Where am I meant to find 5,000 gold pieces?' Cuthbert asked, exasperated.
Dave sighed. 'You know,' he said, 'some people aren't made to be heroes. And if you put a sword in their hand anyway and tell them where the dragons are who need stabbing, you're only...'
His face turned green.
'Well, you're only making dog chow.'
'So the dragons have the gold...' Cuthbert murmured, already formulating a plan.
M. J. Magee
Don’t call me Ishmael. It would be wildy inaccurate. I’m a web developer writing my first online-point-and-click-game-cum-choose-your-own-adventure-book. Um, probably the first online-point-and-click-game-cum-choose-your-own-adventure-book. When not writing profiles about myself, I read, build websites, watch Netflix, and sleep. Lots.You may also like
