Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141117042712/@comment-5543592-20141122233734

Darach waited patiently in the second floor hallway, for whenever Riona and Megan would walk by.

Tomas headed to the armory, wearing his scaled armor. He liked how it made him feel. Very Stormcloak-esque.

Artair was hanging around the armory staring at John as the latter tried to practice with the bow. "Why bother?  You've got a sword."