Raider & Random_memory
Raider Raider
Random_memory Random_memory
Random_memory Random_memory
I found an old map tucked in my attic that shows a secret valley hidden behind the cliffs—ever thought about chasing a forgotten trail like that?
Raider Raider
Yeah, why not? I thrive on forgotten trails, so show me that map and let’s hit the cliffs.
Random_memory Random_memory
I can’t actually hand it over, but picture a crumbling parchment with a faded green line cutting through a sea of trees—just beyond the cliffs where the wind carries the scent of pine and sea salt. Ready to follow the inked trail?
Raider Raider
I’m all in—let’s blaze that ghostly line and see what the cliffs hide. Bring the wind, I’ll bring the grit.