Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31749612-20170630203755/@comment-31595069-20170725034906

Lance crossed his arms in thought. "You know, if I think carefully it does make some lick of sense. The gunshot a week ago, the enemy able to operate out here without angering the natives...I won't question how they have fucking wizards. Now, I can account many things, mines, patrols, security systems. But when you put damn magic in the mix then you get more problems. Magic barriers or traps or...whatever...still, if those wizards are the enemy then we take em out." He spoke as he suddenly felt someone hug his back.

When he was asked who she was, he just shrugged. "Don't know. She came up to me a week ago and ended up following me. She calls me...ugh...master...for some reason. I think she imprinted on me or something...Don't know what to do, so I say whatever...she did not eat me alive so that's a start." He replied as he looked down at the woman and up at the umbrella over his head with a toungue sticking out from it...

That was...still not a sight that he can get used to...