Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170106233106/@comment-30797453-20170109221202

"Observant" Tarshal quiped at the breton woman who had rather exotic features for one of the pasty Breton race, Tarshal stood up and strode to his cell door " well" With one swift kick the cell bar door crumbled with ease, an act which gave Tarshal an ego boast " I hope you lot have a plan as my former friends are quite the fighters".