Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25113070-20160306112250/@comment-5426290-20160311111943

The large sellsword held his tongue, groaning at the notion of meat head and Alec's attempt to smoothtalk the girl out of what was probably a food storage room. (-_-)

A high yet feminine voice filled with fright. "H-horses?! No, no horses here. Nobody is in here at all, just empty space! Please go away, there is nothing you seek here!" ('>.<)

Behind them the Large mouse glanced between Dunnel and the door as she sat an watched surprisingly calmly contrary to how most Large Mice were.

At hearing the strange words Dunnel frowned, a scar here and there making his wringled up expression look like the side of a volcanic rockface. "She's obviously hoarding something in there, let me open it and then you can work your farmer's charm, Duskhelm."