Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141003213306/@comment-3293219-20141011185342

"Humph..." The robed man replied, as if to shrug off her question.

He stood, staring at them both, Robin in particular, for some time before he stepped forward, into the moonlight. The light revealed his face, inside his hood, he was obviously very old but by no means feeble, in fact he looked more powerful than most young men, that the two had encountered.

The Breton pulled up his hands, to his hood and used two of his fingers to pull the hood back and reveal his bald head and painted face as it slid over the top of his head and fell down, onto the back of his neck.

"I am Odin and I have come for my daughter..."