Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160303163426/@comment-7203512-20160303164852

(Al planned about 400 as far as I remember.)

Aelwin looked at the stranger with a hint of surprise. "W-wow..." he exhaled, staring at his grey plate armor and the fine shortsword.

The young Breton was about to ask the stranger's name, but his dry, bloody cough interrupted his racing thoughts. He kneeled and kept spitting blood on the dirt, breathing heavily.