Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-35274376-20180411071643/@comment-38431051-20190212065423

(ok cool)

A man in a black cloak navigates his way into the dense populace of the market district of the city, scanning inch by inch every wandering citizen he came across. "Knox, huh?" he whispered to himself the location where his target resided. His 2-week search led him to the desert city after being dispatched by the upper echelon of the Order. He had his hand near his blade he obtained from a zipanguese warrior all the time he wandered the city-scape, concealed in his cloak as to not cause any emergence of panic.