Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20171226150054/@comment-24736819-20180111011628

"It seems to be, yes.", the old redguard got up from the snow, patting his robes to get rid of the flakes.

Albah'ith stood patiently waiting for the supplies tp be divided amongst the group so they could begin the 'pilgrimage'. Unlike his older companion, Ash was not eager to start the walk through the path, but he could not wait to go back to the ship.

His constant use of the magical blade was taking its toll on the envoy, despite the fact that he had not touched it since they left the ghost village.