Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34263072-20180108111029/@comment-31336039-20180109173202

Némésis froze for a moment before casting a dark glare at Night, before recting:

"No, I do not have any particular prejudices against weresheep." He slightly opened his coat.

Revealing large scratches on his boiled leather armor. From all evidences,  different kinds of talons and claws have already tasted the leather in different places.

"Just taking no chance when my life is in game, you see." he announced, putting his coat back in the initial position. "And a trip to three people for a single package? It's kinda suspicious... So what are you proposing mister?" Némésis asked, letting a neutral look fall on the guild master's.