Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160724065302

It was early in the morning in one of the small riverside train yards in downtown Vale. The cool air blowing through a light fog as a young swordsman dressed in a black cloak walked over to one of the warehouses, placing a large poster on the wall, one with the emblem of  the Nine dragons of Vale.

It has been a few weeks since the news of Kurai's rebelion against Master reached the Dragons. The story of how he had lead several of his own gang into a cival war within the Realm had been whispered among the high ranks and the lowest ranks of the Dragon's underlings.

Now, the rebel leader was roaming about the old almost abandoned train yard, walking back inside one of the warehouses before talking out one of his blades, entering and shifting between stances after each swing with the blade, training as he waited.

(This good for the opening? :) ) 