Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161227141359/@comment-25808351-20161228025954

Marcus senses a his wife's growing annoyance, a chill rides up his spine and he shivers a bit. "Okay, we move east from here, possibly camp out for the night till we hear these 'voices'." Marcus faces east and whistles. Mitternact rides up promptly and settled by her rider. Hound mounts up and again offers Cyndwella a hand to boost up. As she is pulled up onto the horse, Hound spurs his horse and they take off into the horizon.

"Day one." Marcus mutters under his breath.