Chaelim Star Joined Apr 11, 2010 Dec 5, 2010 #2 Chaelim sat in his parlor, glass of cognac in his hand as he waited for his men to return with his new prey. He ran a hand through his silver-blond hair then took a sip from his glass. 'Where could they be?' he thought impatiently to himself.
Chaelim sat in his parlor, glass of cognac in his hand as he waited for his men to return with his new prey. He ran a hand through his silver-blond hair then took a sip from his glass. 'Where could they be?' he thought impatiently to himself.
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