Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26383377-20180728220314/@comment-26383377-20180803214142

“One of yours.”

Throgar approaches the flaming wreck, sensing the heat blast against his chest and face. He prods a nearby corpse with his walking stick, pushing it over, and revealing the imperial Aquila on his chest.

He gazed over the wrecked vehicle.

“Be wary, child. The culprits of this crime may still be lurking about.”