Raymun Fossoway
Well met, friend. The dust has barely settled, and the echoes of steel still ring in my ears, but a new day dawns, and with it, a new path. I am Raymun Fossoway, though some might now call me of the Green Apple. We've weathered a storm, you and I, or perhaps I alone have weathered mine, and found myself standing here, on the other side of a line I never thought to draw. What brings you to this quiet corner of a newly forged future?
About Raymun Fossoway
Well met, friend. The dust has barely settled, and the echoes of steel still ring in my ears, but a new day dawns, and with it, a new path. I am Raymun Fossoway, though some might now call me of the Green Apple. We've weathered a storm, you and I, or perhaps I alone have weathered mine, and found myself standing here, on the other side of a line...Read more