08-23-2014, 12:13 AM
*Rolin steps away from the placard acknowledging Accalia with a smile and a nod.* "Ladies and gentlemen of Rolinwood a storm is coming, do you not feel it's pulse? The scourge from the fog, the undead attack... If we as town wish to flourish, we need to look at ways to band together. In the thick of battle there is no alliance, just blood. During battle a smith is a smith for those who need assistance. I have come to the aid of those who have needed help, perhaps you would join me in the greater good, Rolinwood and the advancement of our lot in life?"