[narration] Glances over at the cork boards stops and looks to a scribed note. Hmms alittle his expressions left unreadably as he takes out a quil and scribes something upon the parchment [/narration]
Undead,
Holding back? I was giving it my all, little else can i do other then what has been seen, though i am filled with a certain thougfulness at the idea that you were holding back, i hope to see more of this, though there will be no returning from this second. I am prepared, and as i have now seen you in person, i know what needs to be done.
Silver Shulad
[narration] leans back as he looks at his writing cocking his head alittle, turns and walks away. [/narration]
