Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20151108001053/@comment-5543592-20151108184441

Lazarus Grimm wrote:

Tonight would be the best time to strike. Perhaps it didn't have to take such a long time for him to finish his assignment after all? The evening sun hung low in the sky. It was red and blaring, like it had been as long as even the oldest serf could remember. There are legends that it was once a golden color. The ash fall was lighter, and the air was growing slightly humid and damp, a foretelling to the mist that would follow tonight.

"You will ride with me." Lord Valin instructed, climbing up into his carriage.