Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170617000931/@comment-24685738-20170620172054

Rhaela smirked, with a shrug. "Whatever you say, Mr. Brevil." She said, turning on her heel and heading up the wooded slope from the stream to get to the camp.

Arik sat in the center of the camp, stoking the fire to keep it alive. "Ah, good." He said, glancing at their food. "We eat, and then we can keep moving towards the Coast."