Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5424581-20160618194206/@comment-5424581-20160715141353

The nearby door led up some stairs and then to a hallway with swinging blades. The blades were weathered and some were broken. Still, the rusty blades managed to look intimidating to Aemilius who was not used to exploring ancient ruins with deadly traps.

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"Oh. Uh, ok." Frina opened the door and started walking down the stairs. It was dark. Too dark to see. "Do you have a torch or something?'