Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150327015504/@comment-24438639-20150407182851

Wiktal arrived at the imperial city, the sewers exactly since he was following the river, moving from the stench filled water to the riversedge, he ate and apple in a special bag witch mantained its dryness.

Wiktal bit into the apple while his thoughts pondered on the idea of the Legendaries, speaking strictly magically it seemed almost impossible the beings would be able to mantle the way they did, that thought brought a new idea into Wiktals mind, what if he himself could mantle a legendary and as a result recieve its power.

(Shille)