Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24664052-20150921055751/@comment-24431359-20150929090610

Levant raised an eyebrow at the words he just heard. By all seriousness, the Tsar really has trust issues, he thought. Sighing, Levant pulls down his hood, revealing his facial features. He is a young teen with a pair of golden eyes that glows slightly, pale ivory skin, and a smooth, silver hair that seems spiky at its tips.

"You Rossiyans and your hilarious security measures...Very well, mate, cover up my sight and let's get through this." Levant states in a rather deadpan and snarky manner, with a bored looking face.

Meanwhile, Nikolai, in all of his professionalism, gives a nod of confirmation to the Oprichniki and pulls down his hood, revealing a middle aged man with a pair of cold blue eyes, pale skin, and a combed  and neat one sided hair that is very short.