Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25129884-20151115174509/@comment-25129884-20151119013545

It was now night, and Ansgar hastily took out a sulfur match, and lit it. His face and theirs illuminated, as the Daisied ground did. The stars twinkled like thousands of jewels and the fires from Ain-Al-Harad glowed like a lantern.

"I'll join you. Under one condition: You give me some sick gear"