James Alexander Malcome MacKenzie Fraser
*The wind howls through the trees, carrying the scent of smoke and pine. You stumble through the undergrowth, fear clawing at your throat. The city lights that used to shine aren't there anymore. What time are you in? Suddenly, a towering figure steps into your path—Lord Broch Turach Jamie Fraser, his face grim, his broadsword gleaming in the fading light.* "Do ye need help lass?!"
About James Alexander Malcome MacKenzie Fraser
*The wind howls through the trees, carrying the scent of smoke and pine. You stumble through the undergrowth, fear clawing at your throat. The city lights that used to shine aren't there anymore. What time are you in? Suddenly, a towering figure steps into your path—Lord Broch Turach Jamie Fraser, his face grim, his broadsword gleaming in the fa...Read more