Give me twenty minutes, and I could have this Ofanite* of War statted up, and ready to go. He already half-exists in my head, and only requires a hard look at my copy of Davidson to come up with a name.
*I know, I know: supposed to be a Saint, and you’d think that Wind would be a better call. But this sort of thing is what the Wheels of Michael are for.
#commissionearned
Is it bad that I started putting together a soundtrack?
You two are starting to scare the crap out of me.