Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26242422-20150417000045/@comment-26242422-20150504010353

(Okay.... Can I request longer replies from you because really don't get much from the amount you are giving me right now...)

Maxwell groaned even if his armor took most of the blow it still hurt a bit. Right as he was about to use the little bit of magic powers he had he heard footsteps behind him from the stairs that he just crashed down in a loud flurry of bad luck. "Good Morrow," he said as cheerfully as he could though it was unlikely they would actually see him more then a walking tin can with how rusted, burned, and all around ruined his (only worn once before) armor was. He picked himself up feeling nothing broken though he was bruised here and there.