Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25113070-20160306112250/@comment-5426290-20160322101628

The Large Mouse tugged on Alec's sleeve and motioned to her eye. If he where to look a fine purple mist would start releasing from the mice's eyes which would gather next to her in a large cloud to slowly materialize the Dark-Centaur holding a large Scythe. This beauty held her weapon rested on her back (Horse-back) and gave him a meek expression.

Dunnel waved at the girls before he and his little friend left, walking the frosty clay of the dug up farmland to the forest. "How did Duskhelm kill the bear?"

Percival pouted at the question. "WE killed the bear, and it was a stab in the side and a cut through the neck if I do remember correctly."

The merc grunted. "How did you meet Alec in the first place? Know him long?"

The vampire crossed his arms and turned his back to Dunnel a bit. "I kinda popped up in the wrong place and there he was, I know him for.. Maybe a day or six five now?"

Clair giggled nervously as she leaned against the wall next to Ana's chair. "It's sounds like quite a wild meal, though I fear my appetite has been sated by that vampire potion from earlier." She produced the 3/4th full bottle of red liquid with little ease from her robe.