Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26253133-20160725220911/@comment-26253133-20160728200650

((Alright, this leaves Town Hall, and the Armory. I highly doubt the Minotaur would be at the Town Hall, since that's where the most soldiers are at.))

Jon snaps his fingers; picking up on this, Clark turns to him.

"What's up?"

"Maybe, just maybe." Jon runs off again, motioning Clark to follow him.

"Alright, alright sunny, I can't run like I used to." Clark called after Jon.

Eventually, after many twists and turns, they arrived to a smoky, wooden hut. Smoke billowed out from a pipe on the roof, and inside they could hear two men hard at work producing several steel weapons.

"And you brought me here because?" Clark trailed off.

"I thought she'd be intrigued by the vast armory here?" Jon shrugged, looking sheepish in his expression.

Clark shook his head, and called out.

"Please tell me you're here, you sexy mamono, you!" As Clark said this, Jon stifled a laugh.

"''Why the hell did I say that?" ''Clark thought, beginning to blush at himself.