Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170816034817/@comment-28718853-20170901032431

(S9/Prize Booth) Xinderas hesitates for a moment and then stabs at whatever fruit she can, careful not to touch the bombs. She thinks of the water guns, then of Roxanne and Heidi. She smirks and thinks to herself, "And to think I'm doing this for that little troublemaker."

(Doc/Regina) Forjod turns his head in the direction of The Flying Duchess through the trees, then returns his gaze to Regina and says, "Well, this Hunt, there's a few things that are bugging me about it."

He looks to one of his hands and begins to count off fingers, "For starters, there are going a good many warriors participating, but compared to them and my wife, I'm small fry. Then there's the risk of...well..."

There's some hesitation in his voice as he looks to the sand again.