Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140923020743/@comment-6006054-20140923232956

Uvaryl walked up towards the congregating group. His face was fully covered by his bonemold helm, though the way he wore his swords could seem familiar to those who had met him before. "This the sign-up place?" he asked. He didn't bother to specify what he would be signing up for, if this was the place then they would know what he meant.