Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140419033528/@comment-24843613-20140419233933

"I'll go with you," Byerik called out to Aringor.

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Raddan found a small, run-down house, surrounded by beggars. It was safe to assume that this was some shelter for the homeless. Thinking he had nothing to lose, he made his way inside.

A rotten stench filled his nose as he entered. The walls had wood rot, the floor marked with a mysterious substance. Upon closer inspection, it appeared to be blood. As Raddan stood straight to look around, he felt something cold on the back of his neck.

"You're coming with us, rat," a guard said.