Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-28358106-20171112015515

(Flame,Blue camp) Eothred turns his head, picking up snatches of conversation from Despoina and Lumbre. He sees Despoina's musket leaning beside her, and ponders. He turns and walks up to them.

"Were you the one covering that valley to the east?" He gestures with his mug. He eyes the musket, and nods. "That was some marksmanship. Must be something to make a shot from that distance."