Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170225142449/@comment-5543592-20170228003415

"We could get an enveloping cloak for you." Lambert suggested, measuring Mortimer up. "And perhaps have leather gloves made long enough to incase your... fingers."

Szeth was unarmed, so he fingered he'd let Roz or Kade do it.

One of the constructs at this bridge, bumping into teh barricade, was holding a woman. She was struggling in it's gripp, but it was holding her upside down by the leg, and her sword had fallen out of her reach. She hadn't given up kicking it, and continued to kick and thrash in it's grip, it no avail.