Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-27550231-20180315031009

As the group enters town Praetor's guard increases, he does not yet draw his sword but his hand lays ever ready at it's hilt in his shield. His head swivels too and fro as he takes in his surroundings, these may be ordinary people but there was no way to be sure especially in a world contrilled by vampires. The blank four eyed gaze of his helmet lingered occasionally on a random passerby until something else caught his gaze, that being the guards.

He did not draw his arms at first but readied his sword edging it out of the scabbard as he covered the group's rear. He was not fond of fighting humans with weapons but if he had to defend himself he would not pull his punches.

"How could they have responded so quickly?" He muttered to himself before noticing the other vampire lord in front of the group.

'Why here? Why now? Why couldn't we just go around town?'

"I wasn't expecting us to fight out of town this..."

One of the passing children bumps into Praetor drawing his attention from the guards for an instant.