Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20160302043959/@comment-26852465-20160305170309

''"Ha.. alright then. I'll be on lookout duty, for Overwatch." ''With a small smile, DM sought out and scaled the fortress walls, looking in the direction the wind was blowing. His expression went pale.. why, he could see the smoke and the tents from the Order camp just over the horizon. Holy hell, he thought. They were really freaking close!

All it came down to was a matter of waiting for Overwatch to arrive... based on those plans, it seemed like if they were to march right now, it would take maybe two or three hours to arrive. It was evening, now.. the soonest DM would expect them by would be nightfall, when the moon was up, and the world dark. What would Armstrong take to, during the wait?