Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-27550231-20180327035833

"Yes, a fine weapon indeed."

Praetor stopped working on his sword to inspect the casing and smiles. He wants to shake his head in pity but knows better than to do that, his world may have not had magic but they made up for it in science and sheer technical ingenuity. He wouldn't judge them for not being up to 'his' standard.

Praetor stops his work just long enough to hear the quiet, fading whisper in the back of his mind standing up imediately, a frightend look overtaking his smile. "Pardon me but I have something important I just remembered!" Almost forgetting his equipment Praetor rushes outside and looks around for any sign of Tirush. He follows the tracks before turning around and spotting her on the roof.

"Tirush!" He called as he began to climb up the walls of the cabin.

"Tirush! I need your help! Now!" He struggled to find purchase on the sleek surface until finally he managed to grab on to a ledge and climb halfway up the wall