Gryph walked through Old Varrock as he knew it... ((I can't remember new name)) looking for somebody who'll be a little more interesting to talk with than his weapons, who don't seem to want to respond to him. His hair has been waving though the air because of a slight breeze.
((I might make a char if nobody shows up, a char to meet Gryph))
While Gryph walked around, his mind wandered. He wasn't thinking about anything in particular, then he had a question. He pulled out one of his daggers, named Aron, and asked it, "Know of anyplace I could spar, Aron?"
05-Jun-2013 01:25:56