Board Thread:Roleplay Ideas/@comment-25356210-20161114183239/@comment-25356210-20161118011328

They walk for a few minutes, finding nothing more than forerunner halls and empty rooms, when a spartan in red and grey armor approaches down one of the halls, followed by two brutes in thick, copper armor.

"Stay where you are, unless you want to die." He says.

"Who the hell are you?" Wulf says aggressively,  "I assume you're the rouge they've been fussing about?"