Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25129884-20160617181432/@comment-25129884-20160624050205

"Well, as inhospitable as these ruins may be, the desert is our home. It provides shelter in the form of crashed ships (fun fact: their home base is rooted in a huge Carrier that went down before the Exodus). It gives us a form of security as our enemies would not look here for us. This..." He waved his hand "is our home. Your arrival made it so our home is being destroyed." He said, looking down. He undid the bandages on his face; revealing a half burned face with spiky hair and a humongous "X" around his eyes, covered by a pair of goggles scratches and sand inside them. "Our home is being torn apart. We cannot stay here forever...." He remarked. A loud crash rang through the rubble as a ship came crashing down: the bandages tied to his head streamed in the wind and he looked back at Kentis. His face was young-looking. He smirked. "Kentis, even though all of your trouble, I think you'd make a fine warrior" he kicked up his staff and started to walk back. "Cya 'round, Templar" he said. He started to run...