Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20160302032812/@comment-32663439-20160316233354

There was a dead silence for a minute, before the sound of the hidden door opening, and rock sliding against rock. A door-sized portion of the wall slid down into the floor. Inside was a home with several bookshelves. There was an individual sitting in a comfortably chair by a hearth.

"Virion. Mind telling me why you've brought a whole crowd of people, and the Red Balvers are after me as well as you?" Fro asked, sitting in his chair. Virion knew that Fro already had the information, though. He probably knew before Virion even did.

Fro as he called himself was an older nature elf. Tall in stature, and with a white beard, his proficiency was with crossbows such as the one sitting across his lap. And he always seemed to know what as going on.