Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140306020948/@comment-11457306-20140329160437

Something made Torene turn and look down into the city, perhaps it was the sudden silence which descended upon the troops below her. She spotted a tall, Ebony clad warrior striding toward the gates, the soldiers and guards and other warriors parting before him, some even going to one knee. Her eyebrows drew together in a frown and she stepped forward as far as she could, squinting to see through the gloom of the gathering storm.

Makoru!  She would know his gait anywhere. Clad in ebon and blood, he looked very much a royal figure. She smiled and waived down at him.