Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190219030909/@comment-5543592-20190220005116

As Graicus crouched over Meyline he heard something move behind him.

"I know you." A voice came out of darkness, towards Graicus.

It's speaker was a Forsworn. He was tall where Graicus was short, wiry where he was was broad. He was well-muscled, his long hair done back in a single utilitarian braid. He was naked from the waist and held a spear in one hand.

His chest and shoulders were smeared in blood. His face was angular and gaunt, his large blue eyes sharp with intelligence.

Graicus would find himself recognizing this Reachman. He was familiar, for some reason.