Literature
Scotsman of the Mata Nui Order
The day had been long, hard, and boring. The weather didn't make things better either. It rained for several days, and showed no sign of subsiding. William Wallace trudged his way down the path leading to Ga Koro. He was tired, irritated, and weighed down by his armor. He wouldn't complain, however, as his armor was what kept him alive on so many occasions. It was the rain that irritated him most. "Rain is good, but this is bloody ridiculous," He growled to himself. Being constantly soaked wasn't something he enjoyed. "How in Lords name does that Toa of Water tolerate this?" The path was covered in gravel, so at least he wasn't sliding ar