Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160726175355/@comment-28358106-20160728193441

He looks at Hound,  puzzled. "Married?  Me?" He pauses. "No, not yet...do I know you?  Are you from Ettinall?   Are you a soldier from the war, did I treat you at some point?"

He waits for an answer. "I don't know of anyone who goes by the nickname Hound.  I'd remember if I did.  I never - "

A din of noises rises outside. People begin shouting. Ibrahim sighs. "Barfights.  Happen every night." After a moment,  they hear the sound of horses neighing in a panic.

Ibrahim starts. "Oh, SHIT! The horses!"

They both dash outside to see a Khepri struggling with one of Hound's horses. The other is nowhere to be seen.

"Dammit, get off!  Get back!" The Khepri is kicking off people who are trying to stop her.

"Hey!  That's potentially my horse!" Ibrahim starts running towards the fray, pushing people aside...