
03-17-2011, 02:10 AM
Issac entered the city. No one completely stopping him, but a few raised an eye. He was covered in armor from head to toe, but moves without any trouble what-so-ever. He looked towards the guard, then to a woman. Although Issac did not have much of a goal for being here rather than for a place to sleep. Maybe some food. Then he would be on his way. Issac was a very nomad person. Never staying in one place for more than.. eight or so hours. Unless he simply was forced to.
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