Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-27550231-20180404071420

Throwing the final beast off of himself Praetor looks around the room only catching a glimpse of Prad squatting over ashes.

"I'm not sure if you were waiting to see if I was alright but I'll assume you did... guess everyone else was itching to keep this going."

Praetor stands, his black armor glistening from his bloody deeds. He doesn't attempt to clean the gore that dripped from his plate he just let it be as it darkened his unevenly blackened armor.

"Would you kindly assist me in finding my shield and sword? They're somewhere under all this mess."

The grotesquely glistening knight picks up one of the lifeless beasts and looks it over before throwing it out of one of the many opening in the wall.

"I'm also assuming that you helped us during the fight. I was too busy to notice if you were but I'm guessing the ashes are your doing?"