Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150310112937/@comment-25418438-20150330041544

Damo dropped his shield and crawled through the forsworn ranks defending Granite Hall to a battered looking chest. The young reachman hauled himself up with his good arm and fiddled with the chest's lock. After minutes of fumbling with the key, Damo opened up the chest and withdrew a pale glass sword Hubris he thought Do not let me down today.