Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151030221951/@comment-25828117-20151031172305

That night, in Evermore. Someone could be seen sneaking out of the castle. Avoiding the guards, in a manner that clearly suggested he knew his way around these parts.

Alain hoped the dark hood and cape were enough to conceal his identity from afar. He had also swapped his golden coloured armor for something lighter and less conspicuous, but no less noble. the light armor he wore at present was still enough to buy a medium sized house with an inbuilt bath. the Chain maille rustled softly with every move he made, walking down to the stables.

His heart was pounding in his chest, but not out of fear of being caught. He had plenty of excuses ready for if he got caught. No, it was what lay ahead of him that frightened him more. Clearly, this court didn't want him. And come next harvest there would probably be a war anyways. It was time for Alain to leave... The only trouble was he didn't know where to.

When he entered the stables he carefully made to his horse and mounted himself on it. He patted the brown beast on his neck and left. Leaving Evermore and High Rock behind him. A long journey lay ahead of him, if only know where to...