Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160726175355/@comment-25808351-20160729021508

The shouts are even closer now, as I look back toward the noise. People are scattering and dispersing, the guards must be right there. Briskly making my way into the alley just in time to avoid the guard captain's sight, I see Ibrahim struggling with my horse. He's a stubborn old steed, not very obedient to strangers. Making my way up to them, I take the reins and my horse immediately cooperates. Peering around the corner to survey the street, I notice only townspeople going about their day.

Waving to Ibrahim to follow, we turn the corner into the crowd and cautiously make our way to the next alley.