Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170701140145/@comment-24736819-20170717200844

"I'll take their most prized fighter, then, General.", Bhàs pounded his naked chest, nodding towards Kyrnil.

The Son of Kyne was a tall and bulky warrior, hardly meeting anyone that could impose him or herself physically against the child of the storms, yet here he was facing an opponent that not only was just as tall as him, but was twice as large.

The raven, long haired man stood in front of Kyrnil and frowned for a few moments, trying to figure it out why that nord looked familiar and that gave more than enough time for the Son of Kyne to strike first.