Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20190506155251/@comment-25808351-20190731214554

Marcus steps forward, never afraid or intimidated. He looks over the cloaked one, but can’t shake the sensation of familiarity. The strong hints to repetition of sorts.

“A lot of regular smells in the air. But that....” He sniffs again. “Them? I know he made a deal with.... But to show up now. We’ll judge their intent by will.” Marcus marches toward the cloaked one growling audibly.

He looks upon the cloaked one with respect, his eyes full of hostility yet a hope fore peace. Marcus stomped off to find Ne’zon.