Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20180219010006/@comment-31595069-20180303233903

"Alright, lets go see a fellow lizard!" The Salamander grinned at the prospect. "Well, meeting a dragon is interesting." Belle added.

The Commissar He was wasting time in this village, he had to head north to where the port was and get the attention of the remaining forces...Or well...If there was anyone left at this point...For all he knew he may be the last man standing of his team.

He needed a smoke...Well as far as he could see cigarettes were not invented in this land. But forget it...Not like anyone would walk up to him anyways to ask. Let alone understand anyone. Digging into one of his pockets, he pulled out some sort of packet and dug out a small little stick and put it in his mouth. Once done he put it back and dug out a small metallic square and opened it up to light it letting smoke radiate from the tip.

He took a deep breath and breathed out a small cloud of smoke. "Много Лучше..." The man muttered as he looked around one last time out of curiosity. There he saw some sort of man helping up a woman. Guess chivalry aint dead in this land...Better than sitting in some trench on a damn battlefield hoping not to be blown up.

With that, unfortunantly he had to go past them. But he decided to keep to himself.