Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161103020802/@comment-27550231-20161205043147

Praetor steps aside and allows Marcus to enter.

"It seems he has chosen his executioner..."

He places his hand on Marcus's shoulder and gives him a gentle squeeze.

"Give him a few good shots in the gut for me."

With that the black clad knight takes his leave and steps off the balcony and falls into the open ground before Wulf's army. He shatters the stone beneath him creating a small explosion of dust and stone, rising from the crater he shoulders his club and looks at all the soldiers before him and smiles under his helmet.

"Been a while since I've been before an army of men..."

A dull halo glows behind him and slowly starts to fade as the dust settles and the sun starts to rise.