Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20180514171731/@comment-29433416-20180628223452

As the beast lept, Arthur dropped to the ground, bending back as far as he could (matrix style), while simultaneously holding his longsword in such a way that it cut the underside of the beast, hoping to cut it open. ---

"Will do." he said as he closed the door.

''Now where could that elf be? Maybe the office?'' he thought as he scanned the docks and approached the Shatter-shield office. He grabbed the doorhandle, which didn't budge.

Locked, bloody hell.he looked around and slipped a lockpick into the doorlock. He fiddled with it a bit until the lock clicked into place. He breathed a sigh of relief as he just saw a guard appear in his peripheral field, turning to him, pretending to be inspecting and adjusting meticulously his gauntlet. Soon as he passed by, Harald slipped into the office.