User blog comment:SilentRanger/Monster Girl Roleplay/@comment-23979607-20140430055232

(Okay, new RP starting now.)

In the darkness of night, all is quiet. Nothing but the footsteps of a lone man could be heard. He was 21, dressed him black, covered his face with a hood, and carried a simple wooden cane on his back.

No one knew his real name, but he called himself "The Wanderer".