Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160303163426/@comment-7203512-20160401132518

(How'd you know, now? XD)

Aelwin stopped at the very moment he witnessed the three figures standing by the altar; he was lucky enough not to crash upon the broken chandelier and alert the enemy. The young Breton quickly shut his mouth and tucked his face into his jerkin's rough pauldron, before blood came rolling down the shoulder after a smothered cough. However, the tip of his rusty blade clinked against the floor before he raised his hand and squeezed the grip between his legs, trying to reach the rag inside his sack.