Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160326082831/@comment-9075949-20160416114344

Imlerith walked on, seemingly not fazed by the chattering. - Dante could be seen sitting on a rocky formation, which was overlooking the Shornhelm War Camp. He observed the camp, his light blue eyes and a bit of his dirty blonde hair sticking out from beneath his hood were the only visible features. He was playing with one of his many throwing knives.