Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180812191009/@comment-7262318-20180830120449

"Then when he gets back to mainland and begins slaughtering innocence again, you'll be as equally guilty," Nightingale said, hopping down from the roof and landing softly on the ground.

"This has been very educational," The Nightingale said, removing a piece of paper from his cloak and lying it on the ground. "I thought Volemar had picked you thanks to your connections, but... it would seem you were just an unlucky pick."

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Behind the door came a voice that she would recognize as the Dark Elf that had been orchestrating this rebellion.

"Yooo-Hoooooo!" He called out through the crack. "Anyone in here?"

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The door to the armory was closed when they finally came to it. They could open the door, sure, but it was large, iron, and the hinges looked worse for wear. Opening it would surely create a noise that was less than pleasant to the ears.