Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20151108001053/@comment-29559990-20151108215323

Nacar's hand instinctively tightened around his cane as he was ordered to come out of the shadows. Silently, he came out of the shadows acting like a hobbled old soul, with a shaky hand raised in the air and a withered cane guiding his path.

"I mean no harm," He greeted with an act of submission, hoping this didn't escalate to a fight.