Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20180114160007/@comment-26383377-20180131174532

The noise of a horse's whinnies sounds out, surprisingly close to Maja and her oak tree.

Out from ten bushes strolls a well-built horse, with that unfamiliar warrior from before riding on its back. He turned his head to Maja. His face still mostly covered up. "Hm?"

He halts his horse and dismounts it, not bothering to tie his horse to a tree. He strolled over to Maja, adjusting his belt.

"Weren't you the one in charge of the sign-ups?"