After relaying the information to his companions about the situation Archon Xeula had explained over the communicators, Zrimgor sat at one of the desks in their new rented “office” cutting gems to relieve his tension. It wasn’t really helping, and the gems weren’t looking too pretty afterward; his frustration was great enough that what would normally be a simple cut for him ended up jagged and erratic.
Fri, Oct 10th 2014 at 12 PM