Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-27550231-20190201052029

"Good. Now come attack me! Earn your armor and prove to me you are ready for it!"

The Warden, helmet in hand slowly made his way to Prad his expression no longer a smirking grin but rather that of determination and grit.

"If you do not come and strike me then I will come to you and return your unreciprocated resolve with my own. Now charge me! Show me that you can move in that hunk of scrap!"