Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20150122033945/@comment-4211788-20150122052613

As time passes, a large group of mobians passes through the town. Varying in gender, each wore various armors, but all have the same cross on their left shoulders. Armed to the brim with swords, every mobian had at least one blade to their disposal.

Leading the crowd was an averagely tall mobian. Youthful in appearance, yet stern in the eyes. The fox wore elegant armor with a hood covering his prior helmet. The fox takes out his great sword with the fancy quote of "Un avec le Chavalier".

The fox begins to speak as he lifts the sword into the sky with one arm. "Greetings! My name is Grandmaster Verite, but you all can call me Vrai. I hail from Oris, I've come to quench the thirst of destruction and bring forth salvation."

The mobians behind Vrai begin cheering, each with their arms high. A sly smirk can be seen on the face of Vrai as he sheathes his great sword and takes off his helmet and hood; revealing his incredibly maintained hair.