Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Judge Bergan

Piece of cake, oddly enough. I've been wiping out on Rocktoise, Ring Wyrm, the thing in the Wyrm Nest, Orthros and White Mousse (not to mention the plague of flans on the ceiling in the Dying Soldier switch room in Henne Mines) for days on obdurate end. This evening, by dint of sheer fleetfootedness, I've made it to the Tchita Highlands crystal. That's a long itinerary for teleports. How much longer does it get, I wonder?



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