Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26210095-20151206150907/@comment-25975584-20151209011348

Edacnik wrote: As soon as he hits the border, it's only about an hour before he sees a group of men in closed helmed armour. (I'll get picture later)

The leader speaks in a deep, gritty voice; common of the Skrabs. "What is your business here, n'wah? Do you bring blight, war, or hope to make us your fetchers?" "To see what you have to trade. Your people are fine warriors, we'd like to hire them, and tall tales about your armor, and other hidden marvels have brought me here. A humble servant of the Merchant Prince..."