Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160311230436/@comment-24141785-20160314083914

The Breton wandered over to one of the weapon racks, ripping the sword out of its holster. He sighed heavily to himself: this would never be like his old sword... The two guards now defintely noticed the intruders, raising their shields in defense as they drew their maces.

"L-Look, I don't know who you people are... but we're in a sticky situation at the moment." One of them spluttered, "M-Maybe we can work something out, like an agreement? A civilised agreement...?"