Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170111042546/@comment-24280666-20170113144125

From the southern horizon, Stauntax and Aia could see a hooded, black-clad figure, riding hard towards them. What seemed like smoke encased him, masking him from a good view, as his horse traveled at an incredibly fast speed. A black hood covered his face.

"Through the woodlands, through the valley, comes a horseman wild and free..." the rider sung to himself, smiling underneath the hood.