Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-27550231-20190327045419

The knight Warden stood behind the ocean of warriors as he attempted to find the easiest pathe to he front. He was not one to break ranks nor would he do so now that the end was nigh upon them. That is when he saw the guttural eruption from Paramool and the writhing masses that seeped into reality from it.

He would not stand idly back while those beasts made their way to the front. The Warden drew his shield and mace, holding the two aloft as he made his way through the crowds of warriors to support the front. Were he to die today he would do so amongst the common man, amongst the conscript and soldier alike.