Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140306020948/@comment-12599067-20140314043204

(I'll continue working on my Mak description, then.)

Makoru reappeared in front of a small house just outside of Sentinel, where the morning sun was shining down with a fierce but familiar heat. Still, the feeling of the warm sun on his back did nothing to soothe his nerves, and he was still as tense as a bowstring when he walked up to the door and knocked.

(I'm done for the night. G'night to any who still remain.)