His lips whisper truths while his eye produces only lies. Trumpets from the demiplanes writhe out with the tortuous sounds of their musicians at his very presence. Vote for him, they say. A vote for me is a vote for the rule of law, screeches his eye, while his mouths remain silent.8yr ⋅ Grumpy_Nord ⋅ r/fifthworldpolitics
The continent played on and partial world data for Ark, my campaign's world.12yr ⋅ Grumpy_Nord ⋅ r/worldbuilding
