Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160318050706/@comment-25547106-20160326062841

"Sorry, civillian, got no business with you." Sentinel replies to the wyvern, rolling his shoulders. He didn't recognize her as anything other than a woman with scaled hands, something he'd seen several times before. "And that would have caused more problems than it was worth. We're on a mountain; I don't need to deal with a damn rock slide." he says, looking around casually for some sort of path. Finding one, he sighs, slinging his shield over his back and beginning to climb the rock face, his metal fingers effortlessly digging into the stone, making his own hand-holds.