by Lanzerus » Sun Sep 07, 2008 9:41 pm
Keaton stands there after the man faints, thinking over his words. "Can't win, run, Summoners." he thinks harder, then draws his knife from under his belt. "I didn't travel all the way here to be told to run away, What ever lurks ahead, you will fall to the feet of Keaton Darrian!" He begins carefully stepping to avoid stepping on the dead/wounded.
Self-proclaimed, Lord and Creator of the Inactivity void.