Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131220001148/@comment-12599067-20131222154633

Jack frowned down at the unconscious commander, then let out a sigh, unbuckling the armor and quickly slipping the torso piece over the raggedy trousers and makeshift bandages before putting on the boots, gauntlets, and helmet. He dragged the commander into the corner and dusted off his hand, then gave a nod to Daithi.

Jack crossed the room and opened the door, trying to act casual while walking through the dungeon. They caught some curious glances from the other agents, but fortunately nobody rose to stop them. After a gut-wrenching five minute walk out of the castle, Jack and Daithi were on the street again.

"Come on, they're probably already at the inn," stated Jack, running through the streets with reckless abandon, glad to be out of those horrible dungeons.