Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150905141843/@comment-5543592-20150907024903

"You all got a problem with people or something?" Pierre asked, falling into step beside Cat. He was tall for a Breton man, probably the result of being very well fed as a child. Overly muscled, but not stocky. He was thin is anything. The only thing that seperated him from any Breton noble was his walk. It was a rather careless gait, like he was daring something to jump out and attack him. Clearly this was a man whom, although he didn't think he was the toughest fighter around, feared nothing.