Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20161225200655/@comment-7262318-20170418013210

Mongo sat up and pulled his cuirass off. It was probably what Myrdana was expecting from a muscle-bound Orc, mny of scars and a toned body. Although, upon his right pectoral, there was a branding that held the initials "U-F-R" in a circle.

"Is it your turn now?" He asked with a slight smirk.