Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140204235925/@comment-24438639-20140207013745

Rolafs eyes grew dark, hes smile viscouse as a few veins bulged on his neck. Rolaf stood, forcing Emrey to stand un his tiptoes to be able to hold unto him. ´´I never had either so I wouldnt know´´ Rolaf placed his massive hands on each shoulder. ´´We are following an imperials order, and a quite high up one if I may add. Im the only one suspicouse you didnt know there be a road block, or the fact that you dont have something to wave us through?´´ Rolaf sat down aruptly and picked up his blade sheated it and didnt try to hide the look in his eyes anymore, they were dark pits filled with anger and hate, as if they wanted to consume all they saw and would burn it if they could be the king of the ashes

(I hope im devoloping Rolaf good to follow the story if not let me know)