Danger Days

Brochachomegasourasmatopianextremistdeluxe what the flipodamanianto frack

Brochachomegasourasmatopianextremistdeluxe if I died how would I be here

We'll see about that brochachosaurus

*disappears into shadows*

*A tall, thin man with a shock of white hair and a scar running down his cheek, the man known as Korse, walks up behind you, and grabs you by the arm, pulling you up onto his horse. He turns around, and the two of you ride off into the desert, the sun beating down on you.*