Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20190307035754/@comment-37523810-20190317054232

When Louis had arrived at the pier, many people were already emerging from their homes, yawning and starting their days. The town was alive as dawn rose.

It was a man. Looking at the wood and steel of his armor, he appeared to be a Zipanguan soldier. He had a crossbow bolt in the left side of his torso, his blood staining the sand red. His glaive rested a few feet from his body. What was more was that he was still alive, his breathing ragged and his hair wet from the seawater.