Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160820182648/@comment-25808351-20160821205510

"After everything I've seen lately, I'm not surprised." I turn back to the once Sandworm. "I doubt it left it's husband willingly, at least it's out of it's misery." I say callously. Turn back to Ibrahim, I take several steps forward, our eyes meet and we share a somewhat awkward silence. (While Praetor and Aabi roll tussle behind me.) "So what's the plan?"