Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141029134758/@comment-10197675-20141029170534

Meanwhile out side of the Fort (Does it have a name yet?) Gloxious slammed his Wood Axe down, as he split another log. The Bosmer breathed heavily, as he let out a gust of water vapour into the cold and bitter air. He then started to carefully stack the logs into a neat pile, before repeating the process.