Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160303163426/@comment-27025277-20160323143941

Slade followed directly behind Brennus, using the sound of his footsteps to guide his path. The wind carried with it the scent of old death, rotting flowers, and overgrown grass; all of which, told him he was nearing a cemetery. He listened intently to hear the footsteps of most likely Glorfindel and Fyr nearing their position.

"Brennus, take heed, we are not alone..."