Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224118/@comment-1734134-20170209195504

The soldier presses himself up against the side of the bulkhead frame as it swings open - revealing a mess of burn marks and blood stains - the remains of what you presume to be one of Autumn's men laying in a pile of molten flesh and bone on the burnt floor. The trooper swings his head round and takes aim down the hallway - scorched and battered - but with no sign of enemy troops. Brerier moves up - keeping his distance as he cautiously eyes down the hall, backed by a mass of his troops, "Well?" he speaks up, "Continue your scouting."