Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24366541-20140523143454/@comment-24530992-20140524183053

"Carriges... In High Rock, we couldn't ride carriges... Too mountainous. Instead, we either climbed or rode horses. I prefered grappling, but.. Things happened."

He pulled his collar down a bit, and there was the edge of a scar peeking out on his tanned skin. He quickly pulled it back up.