I got the days mixed up *head desks*
~~ Not Primals call nor beastmans roar, Empire's wrath or nature's thorn... ~~
~~ Through gloam of night and scorching day, even weathers pour will naught bar our way... ~~
~~ With honor and pride, our tasks be swift done, a courier's path is ever run. ~~
~~ Through gloam of night and scorching day, even weathers pour will naught bar our way... ~~
~~ With honor and pride, our tasks be swift done, a courier's path is ever run. ~~