Jonathon was honestly unsure which he would prefer. He paused when his foot struck something, the sound of rattled wood echoing in the tomblike silence of the house. Glowing blue eyes turned downward to spot a piece of disturbed floorboard in front of the old mans feet which the undead Gilnean had kicked. Jonathon peered at it, curious despite himself. Squatting before it, his bony fingers grasped a second loosened floorboard and lifted it off. Hidden beneath it like the contents of a treasure chest was a nondescript rectangular box.
The soldiers blue eyes glanced at the corpse as if giving it a moment to protest before Jonathon looked back to the box and reached down, pulling it free and onto the floor. Jonathon stared at the container, contemplating. These features off this game attract many players to search cheap wow gold on any website to participate in the game. Was this why the old man had remained? Aware that asking himself such questions would lead nowhere he very carefully reached down once more and freed the lid from atop the box.
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