Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20140617030930/@comment-11588669-20140622061635

Echion winced as he sat up, and began to remove his armor, stacking it in a pile beside the bed. The final thing to come off were his gauntlets, and he sighed when the magical implements were removed. His headache went away slightly, and he breathed a bit easier.

Underneath the armor, he wore a simple tunic with light embroidering, and leather pants. Much lighter than what he was wearing. The warrior sighed in relief, and slid back onto the bed, closing his eyes just to rest. He slid his gladius next to him, making sure his hand was on the hilt.

When he heard the door open, he didn't open his eyes. But he kept a tight grip on his blade.

"Crystal?"