Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150327015504/@comment-5543592-20150404022229

"No- not the front door!" Cried Aetius. He jabbed his finger in the back of the room, where there was storage. It was piled high with stored weapons and boxes, some collecting dust from being neglected for so long.

"Head back there!  Don't move!  Or speak!"

Abraham moved there without another word, along with Malachi.