Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34818102-20191127203306/@comment-31192300-20200401034144

Genrill looks around vigilantly as he puts the axe he had into a bag of holding before drawing a battle lance while Sam, his dire corgi mount sniffs before staring intently at the sea while growling and posturing as if readying to charge at the first thing to so much as touch the shoreline.