Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20161004122413/@comment-24530992-20161101231650

Stauntax stopped when he was a distance away, letting out a heavy sigh as he unsheathed his dagger and began cleaning the dried blood off the blade. He turned to Aia with a rather conflicted expression.

"So, you're alive..." He began, slowly. "It's... been a while."