Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160407172439/@comment-5426290-20160415204835

As the morning sun moved along the sky Trivalti's Gilded armor appeared more shiny in its complexion. The hero waved a hand through his hair with a smirk. "So you want to see me in action and get some spoils in the process, lul? Why not. (Yes, he is the kind of bastard to keep saying your name wrong no matter how many times you correct him.) After all, that old man could buy a hundred of these rowboats with the gold he talked out of our golem acquaintance. To the islands we go."