Or should he be removed as Lord?
At blackbook, we let you be the judge!
A bitter wind suddenly rises and drains every erg of heat from your body! You feel frozen! With a sharp twist of space, Nashtok has transferred you! The Ice Box A large bulletin board is here, carved from a block of ice. Nashtok says 'let me know when you're not afk' Nashtok steps into a narrow gateway and fades out of existence.