Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191230050209/@comment-24510587-20200102034036

Emile had not changed, still wearing his armour - and his jupon, which was starting to get a bit grimy from the riding at this point.

"Of course, your grace," he said, knowing better than to deny those of higher standing.

Runaviel had no winter clothes, either. Somehow, though, she didn't seem to bothered by the cold. She had been casually humming tunes for the better part of the last few days, lightening the mood of the trip and, when she was humming, everyone could swear they didn't feel the could as much.