Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20181025023858/@comment-31595069-20181026021122

“Those?...Labels damn kid...Those are armor.” Xalanth sighed as he took three crates with ease. “Look at labels, bring them to the right place. Easy enough. An did your not paid by the hour, every box delivered.” He stated as he began to exit the place to deliver boxes of weapons and armor.

His helpers consisted of two guys. “Let’s get to work.” One guy sighed as he went to grab one box and tried to lift it up...but it was plenty heavy for one person. “God!...Damn!...”