Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32223329-20180830223024

Five hours following the disturbance...

Smoke rises from a campfire in the north, outside one of the human cities. A grey figure sits down on a stump in front of the fire, his eyes closed to keep anyone coming by from seeing them. Two black, curved swords are sheathed behind his back, and a couple of other grey figures are crouched, hidden in the bushes, as if keeping watch over their small camp.

They look human, but... something was wrong... 