Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150404232940/@comment-12599067-20150407234434

Clarent walked into the market just in time to be hit by a wave of unease. He felt as if someone was watching him.

He turned just in time to see him. The man in the armor. Looming above him like a tower outfitted in steel and looking down upon him with as much warmth as the metal that made up his armor.

He wanted to run, but he couldn't. Something stopped him. He dropped to his knees as he tried to think of something to say. Something. Anything.

 But no words came to him.