Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-27550231-20180621233850

"What's the matter with him? I don't see him as the squeamish type."

Praetor let's go fo the "little sparrow" and makes for the spot once inhabited by Armata. He searches for him but his effort yields little in return as the thick foilage and his mortal senses fail to capture much if anything at all.

"Perhaps it would be beneficial to the group if we moved now. We have been stationary for quite some time now and have a journey to reach the keep. Who knows what kind of horror they suffer within those wall... should they still live."