Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20151203145629/@comment-24416658-20151229014506

The old man, smiling, brought both of his hands to his cane as he was helped across the street. He had never expected something like that, but at the same time, he did.

"Oh, there's no need to look for those two," he said, "They're right here." Nacoma and Hafleikr stepped out of the shadows and stood behind the old man. Rowtag Achachak straightened up. While still short, he seemed to now exude a powerful air of command.

"Congratulations," he said, his voice gaining more depth and losing its creakiness, "You have passed the trials."