Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20181108060848/@comment-31749612-20181111221824

''Owen picked up the two halves of his rifle, placing them into his pack before following his group. Staying at the back was something he'd rather be, since they couldn't pull something on him without his seeing first.

"What happens if one of us dies..." He pondered on this thought while they walked. It seemed to almost haunt him.''