Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160820182648/@comment-27550231-20160829154737

Sitting in the corner of the room i diligently sharpen my beast of a sword. I run the stone down the length of the blade time and time again. A few sparks appear with every careful stroke. My gaze follows Rhun and Kathra as they leave to help in the delivery of the cub. As they pass through the door my gaze shifts to Armata and stays ther for a few moments before going back to my sword.