Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150516130656/@comment-25038310-20150517163522

Jordain had made it out of the city, pushing through the crowds of panicking people. A man donning black leather armor while donning a hood and a bandana would've been a strange sight normally, but when the people were concerned with flesh-eating undead, they had more to worry about than a common criminal.

He saw the hordes of zombies and undead that were limping towards the crowd's and his direction, devouring any one not belonging to their undead status that blocked the way. There were also various zombies in the same crowd as well, but they were too hard to notice, blending in amazingly well in this sort of panick.

Jordain eventually made it out of the crowd, and started running away from the city, Yulga, his reputation as thief, his friends in crime..

''The forests. Not many people there. Have to make it. Quick.''