Once upon two months ago, two young magmars were working on a huge collected milfoil order in tomb of kings. both members of fightclub clan trying to make ends meet. During the long nights, healing each other's splinters and wallowing in their missery, a friendship developed under the dim lights of the graves. Let me jump ahead to the bulk of the story , the part that has been the best experience for me in the game - the wedding. So the proposal was made by the gentleman and my reply was "hell ...