Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20150109200212/@comment-12599067-20150117231625

Talnarach promptly slammed his gauntleted fist into the door. It held, but the sheer force behind the blow caused the door to rattle in it's frame. The Reachman tried again, to no avail. He tried one last time and was rewarded with an audible crack. On the other side of the door, Mioshe could see the door suddenly splinter where Talnarach's fist had slammed into the door.

Talnarach drove his fist through the door and looked in to see Mioshe standing in the room. He took in as much of scene as was visible for a moment, then nodded to Mioshe and simply took a step back, waiting for him to lift the bar blocking the door.

"Mioshe has it," he explained simply.

Veranwen blinked in surprise and simply stared at Talnarach out of equal parts fear and awe. Just how well-muscled was the man underneath that cloak?