Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140202210954/@comment-14749621-20140218210420

Man of steak wrote: Edward made his way, stealthily, up to the deck. Slowly making his way toward Luna's ship when he was stopped by a night patrol.

"Identification a-," The patroller's words were interrupted.

"Yeah, I'm you," Edward replied as his skin visibly changed as the man fell to the floor, dead. (You are lucky the night patrol is a small group...)