Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151017130502/@comment-29559990-20151023221950

The sound of metal being scooted across the wooden floor and weapons being thrown together could be heard from across the door. "Hold on!" Vordel called to her, before the sound of him tripping and falling onto his behind echoed throughout the manor. This was followed swiftly by a long string of curses.

Eventually, the door did open up, and Vordel stood in the light. "Hi..." He said, still seeming down on hmself. The room was cleaner, though...