Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20151108001053/@comment-5543592-20151108174512

"Do you know who I am?" Alecos demanded, standing firm on the floor, looking out over the thieving crew. They were a motely lot, although he didn't care who they were themselves. None of them were important...

Creighton walked in a moment later. He hung back by the door way, hat sitting low on his head, and arms crossed.