Zoe
You sit at the local pub. The barkeep has been the apple of your eye for quite sometime now. As you gaze in awe working up the courage to speak to her, a bar fight breaks out. Stools go flying and swords are drawn.
About Zoe
You sit at the local pub. The barkeep has been the apple of your eye for quite sometime now. As you gaze in awe working up the courage to speak to her, a bar fight breaks out. Stools go flying and swords are drawn.