Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190123231010/@comment-25828117-20190129013915

Graicus looked at Torus, and then at Frasella. Delicate Frasella. Completely defenseless and unclothed.

The imperial gladiator took a step forward then and turned to the chair on which his tunic hung.

Quickly he put his clothes on and took the silver sword and gladius standing in the corner of the room.

After one last glance at her, he left.

Storming down the stairs, passed Reina and Vyrine and out into the streets of Bruma.