Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150717135551/@comment-25038310-20150810202934

Roland looked back oncemore, realizing he would be alone in this. He was taking a risk - he was aware of that. But letting the people of his grouo get their hands on the sword would be much more dangerous if they turned on him.

He held his ear against the door and tried making out something - anything. Footsteps, grunts, roars, muttering... Anything that would maybe point out something that was beyond it.