Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20140617030930/@comment-11588669-20140619023825

Shapes began to move out of the shadows around their camp. The purple eyed male slid his helmet on, and made sure the faceplate was secured. Echion settled into a low posture, his shield held in front with the tip of his blade pointed just above it. The shapes cleared into people: Wearing various armors, ranging from fur to leather to one in iron. It took an instant for him to know what they were.

"Thugs..." He hissed under his breath. "Crystal, get over here!"