Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32885213-20171120220818/@comment-33719112-20171123053257

(Wow, I've really missed more than I should have. I read it all, and am up to speed.)

For the knight, he had made reservations that he would follow the group, whether they wanted him or not. He hoped that this place wasn't as brutal as his homeland, but secretly wished for the warmth of a bonfire.

Standing, somewhat slowly, he answered the man who requested names via chalk. Strange, as he never knew how to write until this very moment.

"Hollow" He scrawled. He wiped the board across the grass, and wrote something else down.

"What can I eat without dying?"