Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170301125240/@comment-25808351-20170302013626

"If you say so...." Marcus spurs Mitternact, and the horse trots out into the cold rain. Hours pass as they march toward their destination. Marcus sneers as Hex maintains her lead to him, he runs through his mind her quiet demeanor and begins to wonder if she has a grudge against him.

"Hex, I'm not one to judge but, you don't like me much.... do you?"