(( This is the Role Play about what is currently going on. With The Lich King's death and all - Sylvanas trying to find a new goal. This is Horde Role Play because, well.. It's Undercity. ))


Kagayon walked over a bridge with an odd book in his hands, his bony fingers clenching the material of the book, creating a dent in the cover as he hummed a tune, with every movement, his bangs flailed over his face, creating a blindfold consisting of hair every few seconds, blocking any way of looking correctly infront of him. He was transfixed on his book anyways. He stepped off of the steps of the bridge with gentle and clean steps before walking on to the next quarter, passing the Abominable Guards that gave a half-arsed mixture of a salute and a greeting.