Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20140617030930/@comment-11588669-20140618051405

Echion saw the man heading towards them, and calmly rested a hand on the pommel of his sword. His left gauntlet pulsed, the shield hidden within ready to come out in a moments notice. His face was...just calm. Like he was taking a stroll, or just taking in the sights. Not disinterested...just not very threatening. Except for when you looked at his eyes. They were as hard as glass-steel, and there seemed to be fire burning behind those rich purple orbs.

"You! Stop right there!"

"I'm not exactly moving..." He muttered, and flexed his left hand. The instant that mage made a move....his blade would be out and imbedded in his sternum.

"Is there something you need?"