Last edited by BirdofHermes; Jan 18 2012 at 04:54 AM.
In the sea without lees standeth the Bird of Hermes.
When all his feathers be from him gone, He standeth still here as a stone.
Here is now both white and red, And all so the stone to quicken the dead.
The Bird of Hermes is my name, Eating my wings to make me tame.
Armour went up, mits hardly moved.
lol bet this took them like 30 minutes to *fix*