Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20141221031533/@comment-5583506-20141222233004

Valkyrie right hand flickered uncontrollably and discreetly reached for the hilt of the greatsword on her back, yet she pretended to stretch her self in a yawning position. She had a feeling things were about to get ugly.

"Really?" she mumbled. "Masks? That's the lamest thing I have heard of. Usually, people went scavenging for Welkynd and Varla stones. If I had ever heard of some looters looking for masks, I would deem them all to be insane and not worthy of my time."