Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190512171057/@comment-25828117-20190513120134

Graicus met Frasella's glare with a reserved expression that showed little emotion, except perhaps a modicum of shame.

The gladiator remained seated on Forta. The cloak he had bought for the cold weather in the north hung still over his bulky shoulders and draped down over his horse's back.

There was no wind here and yet he still felt cold.