Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26178112-20160831215055/@comment-26383377-20160923222328

"Good, now would you please stand up and move towards your brothers in arms?" the knight motionted towards a group of Ostoran soldiers gathering around at a table, they look like they are having a swell time.

Calthor followed her thorugh the trees, he was begging to get sick of slipping between their gaps. "I should have this all chopped down, makes movement much easier." He mumbled to himself.