Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170312190004/@comment-31049256-20170320040154

"Yeah, playmate, somebody they'll pal around with. Doubt Freya's up fer any of that stuff most of tha time, and Penelope is more partial ta children, but ya can't tell me any friends those three," he points over to Kittycut, Rita, and Martha, the latter being tickled mercilessly by the former while Rita laughs above the pair, "make will do anythin but goof 'round. Hell, by tha sound a it this Cyndweller would fit right in with 'em."

Baku then stretches and scratches his behind, "Anyway, it looks like it's gettin late. I ought ta at least introduce ya ta Garrett, even if ya might know 'im since he's Zahmerian an all. Even if ya don't join up later, yer likely ta work with the Band at some point er other. Well speak of tha devil here he...."

Baku stops as a grave looking man makes his way into the clearing, he is dressed in a dark grey longcoat with a shirt thats collar covers his mouth and nose. On his head he wears a dark hunters hat and in one hand he holds a segmented sword. Despite the mans intimidating appearance, or the grave and serious expression on what part of his face is exposed, it is the thing he drags with him that silences Baku.

Just behind him, he drags an unconscious Order soldier.

"Whatcha got thar, boy?"

"Scout." the man grumbles in response as he tossess the bound and gagged man forward between himself and Baku and Marcus, "One of Wulf's men."