Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20170316230937/@comment-26444332-20170401030919

Azarias catches the staff, and turns towards the approaching figure, who finally has gotten far enough from the fire to see his face and features.

He is an middling-aged man, they can see, perhaps in his thirties: long black hair, tied back to reveal a nasty scar on his forehead, and with brilliant green eyes standing out from a weathered and tanned face. His looks suggest he comes from the southern continent beyond the Wall. His attire seems to be standard across traveling spellcasters: crumpled white dress-shirt, blue pants, blue waistcoat, and brown overcoat.

Azarias slowly steps out in front of him. 'Cain.' The man stops. 'Azarias.'

Azarias sighs. 'And what brings the Paladin of the Southern Lands and the "Author of Endings" to Solaria? This is Paladin Edward's territory.' Cain nods. 'Indeed. But I hear tell that Paladin Edward is currently missing, and I'm never one to miss out on expanding my territory.'

Azarias narrows his eyes. 'He is not dead, however.' Cain shrugs. 'If he's not now, he will be if I find him.' Azarias slides one foot back, presenting his side to the enemy. 'Unless I stop you, of course.'

Cain raises a hand, in a "come-at-me" gesture. 'You may certainly try.'

Azarias looks at the group out of the corner of his eye, and the message is undeniable. Run, and run as if their lives depended on it, because it does.