Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20140419023320/@comment-24296957-20140425171054

Drait looked around the room, tugging at his undershirt. "Damn, Cinera.  You weren't kidding when you said this place would be hot." The man gripped his bastard sword and flexed Spark. Drait self-examined his belt, buckles, and straps. Eyeing the weapons on the wall, he spotted a set of throwing knives and another bastard sword. He equiped the knives across his chest, carrying the sword in his off-hand.

"Well, how nice of you.  You were very generous with the weapons.  Just more to the arsenal." Drait joined the girl and nodded to her. "You know, I enjoy Under the Vale of Night.

"Ready when you are, group."