Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34263072-20180108111029/@comment-31336039-20180108221235

The marauder had stepped back and put his hand to his gladius when the door had moved by itself. He studied the situation before risking entering.

Man: "What's that crappy plan?" he whispered by noting the state of the establishment.

He stepped forward, alert. Wondering if it was not a trap.

Man: "I heard you were looking for couriers, but maybe I'm wrong ..." he said politely, scrutinizing his interlocutor's reactions.