Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140726035851/@comment-25101508-20140726180329

Miraak Obama wrote: The Breton took out several of his throwing daggers and began sharpening them, cleaning the one he had stabbed the guard previously with. After he had finished, he placed them all back. From here, he also god a good view on how many guards there were..

"Gods, what's he going to do?" Mister Brass said to himself, looking at Jakarn.