Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26242422-20150330034848/@comment-26191607-20150528014947

"Indeed you do." A disemboded voice says, before Scythe materilizeses right next to his heroine friend. "And it's very funny how out of place you look." Scythe had his green hood up, and if you didn't look close enough, he could have been mistaken for a Merry Man, and it so happened that a few brain dead guards weren't very attentive.

"A Merry Man!" One shouts.

"Get him!" Another yells. The group draws their swords, and Scythe sighs. as the five charge at him, he draws his hidden blades. In a guest of wind, all the guards swords break and Scythe retracts his own blades. He sighs yet again.

"I can't believe that these guys were appointed as guards." Scythe says to Jane. "You'd think they'd have some brain capacity."