The group of leprechauns looked down at their fallen comrade, and wept. The gnomes will pay for this, Tulip was at least worth 15 pots of gold in their hearts.
Only to realize that the stones and dirt were highly radioactive. Tulip realized this raid’s first hurdle would be the inhospitable and actively malicious environment. It then began raining ceasium.
Mostly. Don’t have much to talk about atm. I have just been lurking.
I am probably in a quiet period, where I don’t talk much for a few days/weeks/months at a time. It happens once a year/every other year, so don’t worry too much. My record was my year in college where I think I didn’t talk...