Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20191127043349/@comment-31595069-20191217105045

His weapons were indeed on him. “As much as I would like to chat...The time of the tide draws close...This little encounter in the next minute should at least help you...Beware...The color red...The color of death draws...” The voice slowly faded as the blackness began to face, and soon enough...

He was standing on a empty field, craters lined the ground, barricades lay strewn about and flattened, weapons and armor scattered across the field, but not a single soul in sight.