Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160609141926/@comment-29458028-20160610134837

Corrin sighed as he dissipated his blade, waving his hand so a motorbike appeared before him, out from blue sparks. This was pretty much the largest thing he could cram in his otherworld arsenal, and it severly limited the available space, so much so he could only take a few weapons, some clothes, rations and an empty slot for his armor.

Corrin saddled up on the bike and rode for the city...