Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160614222410/@comment-5543592-20160616233150

"Hey!" Scire protested, struggling, before realizing it was just Hawke.

When they reached the rooftop, he shook himself from her grasp, but didn't regain his balance in time, and landed in a heap with an "oof!"

"He's too fast ta trample anyone." Crimson explained, before putting his fingers to his lips and making his signature high-pitched whistle.

A moment later, down one of the back alleys, there was a loud clip-clopping sound of a horse that had just slowed to a trot, and Whistles moved into view.

"I am just too cool." Crimson said, throwing himself at the horse. He soared into the air, pushed off the horse's haunches with his fingers, and landed in the saddle.

He lowered a hand to Juliette.

"Here ya are, lady, first class ticket outta here."

Someone entered into the same building as Talin and Nissa, a shorter man, with a shaved head and large eyes.