Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32885213-20171120220818/@comment-33719112-20171128010919

South. And the temple requires agility, strength, and intelligence to get through. He was sure that he had the agility and strength part, he was a fighter unmatched in Anor Londo, only the Black Veterans who fought the demons could truly challenge him, but then again, he had something that they didn't.

Nodding a thanks, he quickly scrawled a thank you to the martial artist, bowing again out of respect, leaving by walking and facing the dojo, then turning to his destination after a few steps. He would be pleased to share his findings with the rest of the group, once he got to them.

But a sudden rustling in the bushes nearby, and what he swore must've been rustling within the bushes nearby. He drew his sword, the loud shink of the blade being drawn a warning to those who might dare attack.He pressed on, armed and ready to attack.

(Yes, welcome, Blackharemprince. Silent, do you want me to be nearby the same bushes, or are you doing something? I dunno, you're GM, do as you will.)