Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190412232101/@comment-25828117-20190416175847

Graicus understood Cade's desire. He knew that look. All too well in fact. Sitting in a trench during the war had tought him that you sometimes just let people be.

He would however keep an eye on Cade from afar.

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Hours passed. Helian had found a man willing to sell a horse. Nothing too special, but it was cheap and would mean he wouldn't need to sit uncomfortably on someone else's saddle for the remainder of the trip. Besides, he could maybe use a horse at home in Bruma. Only thing he needed to do now was learn to ride, but that probably wasn't too hard. If Graicus could do it, so could he.

Along with Helian returned Harilda. She was ushered into the barn by Graicus to provide Svieva her blankets and was about to offer Graicus some soup which the gladiator refused. If he ate he'd feel like napping afterwards. He needed to get back into the mindset of when he was standing guard in the reach. The hunger, the absolute unrelenting focus. All these different unpleasant sensations gnawing at you to keep you awake.

By now Helian had gone inside to sleep as well. Possibly Meyline too.