Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190221011452/@comment-25828117-20190221231057

Graicus had braved more precarious crossings than this but it was still never pleasant to walk over something sketchy. Leading Forta by hand instead of riding her he took the first step on the five log-wide bridge. There was still some moss here and there that made it slippery. The bark came off where he walked and he could feel them drop a bit once he got half-way but the construction held and he hand his horse made it safely to the other side. "Right! It's safe! You can come!" He called out from across the river over the rushing water.