Last Edit: Jun 14, 2008 23:48:01 GMT -5 by Toskaliku
He called my Albanian soldier who attends me, and told him to protect me at all hazards. His name is Viscillie and like all the Albanians, he is brave, rigidly honest, and faithful, but they are cruel though not treacherous, and have several vices, but no meannesses. -Lord Byron