Snippet #1424413

The warden sits up in his office high above the prision and watching a dust cloud in the dessart get closer and thought to himself "hmm looks like we have new arrivels" he turns away and makes for the door grabing his cloak made from the finest fur that Cas'icrus had to offer. but he could not think about that right now he had to hurry and get down to the gate this was his new position after the old warden had an "accident" and he would not be made a mockery of behind his back on the first day.