Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-34928186-20190724003816/@comment-36459171-20190729221223

Drawing out his sword, he cautiously approached the door, glaring at the knob suspiciously. Slowly, he turned the knob and peeked his head in, his tail giving a sharp lash before creaking the door open. Nothing seemed out of order.

“Everything seems f-“ He was cut off, taking a step in and feeling his foot snag on something. There was silence, until an arrow whizzed past him, just barely missing his face. It pierced the wood behind him, splintering it.

“It’s rigged?!”