Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160602184114/@comment-13615389-20160603034642

"And who exactly is them, might I ask?" Saloir said, the clopping of his leather soles against the cobblestone easily distinguishable. He walked through the training grounds towards the small group that had gathered, brushing off his duster as he did so. He took slow, small strides despite his long legs easily being capable of larger ones. Saloir almost always wore a slight smile on his face, but it wasn't easily visible due to the way his beard framed his lips.