Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190827204408/@comment-25828117-20190902132306

"Erm, yes." Helian nodded as he awkwardly dismounted his horse. Frankly, he didn't know what he had expected to find here, but it wasn't this he supposed.

The young man had the look of a young man who had travelled. A healthy tan, unshaven bumfluff; just shy a couple of years of true greatness, and dark brown hair that was slightly longer than it usually was.

"Hello." Was perhaps the safest thing to say to these strangers who were here for the same reason.

He then noticed a face that seemed familiar. Looking straight at Alvoran he squinted, trying to recollect. It was on the tip of his tongue.