Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170301124403/@comment-30014014-20170306233030

The dark man sits upon a stool, crossing his arms. The fog of rain that sheltered his form and shape was no longer, revealing a slightly taller than usual man. The skin visible from his sleeveless arm was in a subtle tone of grey. The rest was covered in a black leather armor fashioned around mobility and agility. Fitting for a thief.

"Well, as long as this was, I'm guessing we all did something in between. I do wonder what purpose he has called us here."