Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170125214247/@comment-5543592-20170127164345

A young man their of a strange skin colour stuck his hands in the air. He wore a jean jacket with a green shirt underneath, thick forester's pants, and hiking boots. A bow was slung over one shoulder and a quiver full of arrows sat across his back.

He urgently whispered in some foriegn tongue that William couldn't discern but he was probably saying something along the lines of "Don't shoot."