Posts
Galloping at inhuman speeds, Nailz leaps from one secure rooftop to the next until he reaches his destination. He see the marked rooftop of a little used warehouse. Scaling down the walls with his powerful claws he reaches the ground and scans about the back alley. From there, opens a seemingly unused barrel, and quickly retrieves his armor, an amulet, some heavier weapons, a heavy cloak, and some well-worn boots.
As he sets his feet into several puddles and walks towards the alley's dead end, his footprints, caked in water, oil, and dirt slowly fade from view. Stopping in front of a solid stone wall, Nailz rakes his fingers across its surface. It stretches open allowing him passage into the safe darkness beyond the Bazaar. Then, it seals itself shut, with each brick layer flawlessly back into its original place.