Myrgard

For the love of all that is holy. Please implement .mute.

That is all.

Thank you,
Industry

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the Mazz, the Undead were stirring but we still kicked their ass. The crystals were scattered about here and there, and bows they were falling as out of thin air. The pali in armor and mort with a shell, rushed straight into Styg Lords and sent them to...