Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170804001432/@comment-31336039-20170827163812

John for his share was terrified to meet a being capable of bellowing as loud. Concerned notably about the size it should have. Keeping his right hand on his weapon to reassure himself. Then he heard Ragna questioning her outfit:

"No, no it's perfect! At least the pants and the jacket are solid." Reassured he.

"Maybe find a new T-shirt if I have time..." He murmured, scratching a three days beard. "I'll have to go get my bag back and hope that my shaving kit is still there ..." John grumbled, imagining the embush that awaited him.