Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-30014014-20190205045032

"Then there isn't much for you to see. I am no warrior" Prad speaks in his monotone voice, the facial expression reflecting this shade of gray. His ears reflect the words of the gray man watching this display, cautionary threads "Indeed you are not. He is gifted in clos range killing, you are not. Your frail status will offer nothing to this animal. The only herald you have, the placid lines that fall off your exposed cowl".