Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-27550231-20180404190357

"It's a vicious cycle, they're not comfortable because you don't speak and you don't speak because you're not comfortable... I've been in your position before. You remind me of me in my younger days, I don't mean to offend if you're older than me but I'm just being honest."

Praetor sheaths his sword, sliding it through the braces lining the interior of his shield.

"Don't follow my path. It's not as glorious or rewarding as it seems... at times I wish I didn't accept this offer... well then! Let's join the chaos down below, maybe there's something for us to loot on the way down. If you see any art give me a holler, I need trophies should I want to decorate."

The black knight walks to the stairs and looks at the stones, slick with viscera and rubble.

"They sure did do a number on them here."