Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20160302043959/@comment-26852465-20160303031621

''"We've a job to do, Moor Dread.. war won't wait for anyone. Let's at least evacuate one town successfully.. before we consider taking a rest." ''He winced... he could feel his hot blood seeping out of his foot.. if he didn't get it treated soon, he'd probably have to amputate it.. a horrible thought, indeed. "I'll ready another warp.. when everyone is ready."

Tasha, with a small, frightened noise, instead went inside Armstrong's hat.. it was darker, warmer and cozier in there.. she rested on his head, her whole body seeming to shake.