Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28927430-20160711235724/@comment-26253133-20160712015610

A young man around twenty held a red envelope in his hand. He stood around six-foot-six, long hair the color of chesnut. His eyes, colored dark-green, along with tan skin. Around his mouth, a shaggy beard, and no noticible creases. It seemed he didn't smile much. He wore a green T-shirt with a leather vest over it, armored leggings, and steel-plated boots. Sheathed at each side of his hips, were brass knuckles. Though, these weren't of regular kind; attached to the top of the handle were jagged knives. He looks around the temple complex and see the open gate.

"This must be it." his deep voice seemed to shake the ground around himself.

He enters