Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160714040922/@comment-25808351-20160715034759

With a clearly sarcastic face I hold up my hand and signal the Lizardman to wait as I walk to my horse. Reaching into one of the bags draped across the saddle, I pull out a big peice of dried meat and toss it to the starving Lizardman.

"What's your name?" I ask her.