Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170301125240/@comment-25808351-20170301183235

"Don't mope Hex, we'll find her. Sometimes these things have a way of working themselves out." Marcus sets down another silver coin for Hex's food and tucks away his money pouch beneath his coat. He takes a seat next to the little Devil, grabs his shot and downs it. Marcus faces the crowd and grabs his pint, leaning against the bar.

"For now, have a few drinks and relax Hex. Then I suggest you go and get some sleep, we haven't slept much sense we left, a few hours would do you some good." He swigs from the pint.