Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20150204060459/@comment-5543592-20150207032404

"As long as you're not some sort of psychopath you're fine with me." They duo pressed onward for a bit, before coming to a small pile of rocks on borders between the tundra and the marshlands. He pushed away some the rocks and came to a crate which he opens. He pulled out runed warhammer, a full helmet; brown, heavy, pauldroned piece of armor; heavy gloves, heavy boots, a crossbow, and about thirty bolts.

"Hold on to those.  Change into what you want when we reach Dawnstar." He closed the crate and began piling rocks back onto the crate.