Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20190506155251/@comment-27550231-20190819044609

As Marcus set up camp it was obvious that he was being watched. They made no attempts to hide themselves from him as they knew there was no amount of concealment that could obscure them from his senses. Or so they thought. The sentery would be rotated every hour as the others were worked on an unknown project, the cart they arrived on no longer present in the outskirts of town.