Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190618154203/@comment-28718853-20190914111121

(Jeiel)

"Why the hell would they even name it that?" Rix mutters as she glares out of one of the boarded up windows at the street. She then shakes her head and says, "Whatever, just finish fixing her up so we can get back to the tavern already."

The Hellhound glances away from the group and mumbles under her breath, "Simple mission my ass."

Forjod leans against the dusty counter, hoping against hope that the gunshot victim is healed before anything bad happens. The unsettling sun in the sky was already making him uncomfortable.

Dravela meanwhile sniffs the air, observing for any sudden changes in scent that could imply that someone is inside the building.