Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20170722215915/@comment-26517142-20170730055242

The Ogress looks at John, genuinely worried."Alright, come on then!" All of the sudden, the Ogress slings John to her shoulders and bolts. John could hear something other than the girl, descending the slopes.

"I SMELL A MAN!"

"Where is DRIZZELLA? I thought she was supposed to go after that man!"

"FIND HER!!"

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Jeril inspects the tree lady before folding his arms amiably. "Hmm.... I never knew she'd still need pruning. What if you cut the wrong thing, Vendrick?>" He asks the man.