Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160405011238/@comment-5543592-20160514000957

Delevan narrowed his eyes at Dunistair, as if wondering that the man's proposal was a trap of some sort.

"What stake do you have in this?" Delevan asked, trying to guess at the man's motives. He pushed his hat up a little further on his head, revealing a forehead that was paler than his face but still with the peeling skin of someone who had been scortched by the sun.

"Why would you safeguard the helpless?" It wasn't an accusation, merely a question of curiousity.