Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20180515143122/@comment-26383377-20180630153643

(Um what

I don't follow, help)

Throgar leaned over and picked a few berries from a nearby bush, bringing it up and smelling it. "Mm, fresh." He then tossed them into his mouth and chewed down. "Nothing's better than fresh snowberries."