Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150715181657/@comment-24141785-20150717215949

Gabriel slipped in through the doorway, slamming it behind him. The room was dimly lit; Gabriel could easily hide in the shadows.

Hopefully no one else is here...Otherwise I'll return to jail.

The breton scouted out the area, searching for anyone and everyone. He took note of a door behind the counter, seemingly needing a key.

Must be the fucking armoury...where else?

Gabriel stood up, walking towards the door. He slid over the counter, crouching as he did so.

This will be fucking hard

The breton brushed his hand across the wood, looking for the key. After finding many different things Gabriel didn't want to know what they were his hands swept across it.

Here we go.

Gabriel slipped the key into the keyhole, turning it sideways. The door flung open, revealing the weapons and armour.

Here we go...

Gabriel searched through, finding several things of use: A steel shaft spear, a steel longsword, a set of leather armour & another set of armour. He folded the leather armour in his backpack, putting on the 'unique' armour. He slid the weapons on his back, quickly sneaking out of the building.

''Where is Shakti? Better look for her...hopefully she hasn't been arrested again.''