Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25113070-20160306112250/@comment-5426290-20160311211847

The Large Mouse quickly scampered out of the house and ran past Ana into the barn, jumping into one of the piles of straw to hide.

Percival meanwhile had gone into a full story with the history of Demonic Energy for Clair, while she slowly sighed, sitting next to him trying to shish him. "It's corruption, you explained it broad enough. Stop talking peasant." To which Percival huffed back. "I'm not a peasant, I come from a respected family." (>.<)

Outside with Dunnel the large mass of muscle watched the soldier stumble off. "Seems like he nicked his leg on a sharp edge, he'll be fine though. See anything eadible inside? Maybe a skinned piece of boar-leg? Oh, and it seems Ana is up."