Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150417225617/@comment-25828117-20150419170515

Arik suddenly heard a skirmish arise from the street below his window.

It was only after his name and those of his companions were called that he rushed to see what it was all about. Dressed only in a soft pair of trousers with no shoes or shirt he he looked down into the street, he saw Dacian standing infront of a giant man-moutain of sorts.

But time was of the essence and he didn't stall. Quickly, he turned around took his sword that lay on a closed chest in the room and rushed down into the street.