["You know I was supposed to be taking over guard duty for the guards I knocked out. But it's seems like you'll need everybody to hunt for the king's killer." Karl stood at perfect attention, with all his weapons on him, facing Captain Sunderland and the others. And much to their surprise he was shirtless. His torso showed hundreds, if not a few thousand scars.]

Thats the start of the post I'm working on but I can't find the words to finish it. Someone help me think of something. Because my mind is a mess right now.