Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20140516194842/@comment-13427943-20140517011015

The shots missed completely, they were lousy shots for what it as worth. As the thungs fell to the floor Wolfe cocked his eyebrow. Looking up at the rooftops his "saviour" looked down on him, he recognised him from Beacon.

"Hello Ciaran," he said to the figure, sheathing his pistols