Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20180323183612/@comment-29433416-20180417213730

Elvrich stretched his back and lifted up his padded shirt to check on his wound. It was more or less a scar now, though it still hurt when pressure was put upon it. He sighed and picked up a crossbow, slingin it over his shoulder.

"I'm ready. Just say the word." -- Arthur scratched his chin.

"Damn. Your mother will be difficult to find here. This place ain't exactly small, although if we mind map the most important locations and landmarks and check them out, we might find her. If we don't, then...." he looked upon the mighty fortification that was the Boneyard.

"There. That's where we should look first."