Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20160302043959/@comment-25547106-20160316024157

Armstrong effortlessly stops the arrows coming towards DM and the others, purposely taking the arrows heading towards him. "Of course, lad! How else do you meet all the best people?!" he asks, completely unfased by the arrows sticking in his skin, though not even the points of the arrows were deep in, his muscles physically stopping them.