Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160714040922/@comment-28358106-20160716170528

The three of you travel in silence the two or so miles to Praetor's house. It's empty, Rhun and Nezon having gone to the Estate to aid Regina. The Lizardman quietly walks up to a crinkled note stuck in a fence keystone and, looking slightly embarrassed, stuffs it in her pouch. "Won't be needin' this anymore," she mumbles.

"It don't look like anyone's here.  I figger they all gone to that other house down the road, the bigger one." She looks at the two. "Um, listen.  You guys mind if I come?  I mean, this kinda seems like my fault a bit.  I wanna make things square.  I don't wanna leave that girl by herself.  This's gotta be fixed somehow.  I can fight.  You won't hafta babysit me."