Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170623221726/@comment-24685738-20170628034714

Hours passed, the storm thundering on throughout the Gold Coast with not so much as a hint of a problem for almost the entire night.

Then, at around three in the morning, an arrow thudded into the stone wall beside Arctus, nearly avoiding puncturing his moderately attractive face. It appeared to have a note on it, tied and sealed with the stamp of the Thirty-First Legion Incendia, the Burning Legion.

Aerion's most accomplished legion.