Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26060252-20141030053854/@comment-25169271-20150208224154

After a few minutes of searching Darian manged to find a wooden trap door that revealed a set of stairs leading down to a large metal door that looked like it belonged on a bank vault. "It's safe to come out now!" Darian shouted as he banged on the door, the dull metal thud reverberating through the tiny space.

There was a minute of silence before the cicular handle on the door began to spin, the sound of the metal locking bars moving out of place able to be heard. As the door opened a slight hiss could be heard as the air rushed past into the stair well. "Are they gone?" a familiar voice asked as the door slowly craked open more.

"For now," Darian said as he grabbed the door and began to pull it open to help the man. As the door opened more the sherrif stepped out and looked around, seemingly suspicious that grim would jump out of the shadows.

"Well it's a good thing we called you folks then," the sherrif stated as he removed his hand from the old weatherd revolver on his hip and pulled out a cigarett and light it.

"Unfortunately not good enough," Alice lamented as she walked down the stairs. "They broke through the wall. I think it'd be a good idea for you to evacuate the town and move into Vale."

"Thanks for the advice miss, but we've had holes in the wall before and we've fixed em up," he stated taking a long drag on the cigarette, stepping aside to let the rest of the village move out around them. "So long as we have a village we're gonna stick around here."