Post by Marcus Valo on Oct 8, 2009 23:56:08 GMT -5
Marcus Sheathed his sword as he walked on the grounds of the castle, he hadn't seen his brothers castle before, he had heard of it, but never had a reason for visiting until now.
Drapped in black, his sweeping coat was like leather wings spreading out as he turned a sharp corner and found himself starring down a long stone corridor, the sun was setting and that meant that shortly he'd be able to meet his brother.
Drapped in black, his sweeping coat was like leather wings spreading out as he turned a sharp corner and found himself starring down a long stone corridor, the sun was setting and that meant that shortly he'd be able to meet his brother.