Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170728204632/@comment-7262318-20170729152837

"Excellent, excellent!" The gate guard said, reaching for his papers.

"It's him..." Phantom mumbled, reaching for his dagger. He recognized him. The pointed noses, the slicked back hair, the blood-red eyes turned slightly upwards at the corner. And that crooked, evil smile. "Mortis..."

"Alright, folks!" He said, grabbing his inkpot and dipping a quill into it. "How many are visiting today?"