Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150224132851/@comment-29559990-20150227025903

On either side of the horse were bags filled with, again, unknown contents, packed up and jingling as they trotted. ___________________________________________________________________________

At Cracked Tusk -

Athorian and Mongo, whom looked like he had just got done fighting a war in Oblivion, stood at the gate.

"I must say Nord, I'm impressed. You managed to kill the man, take his possessions, and steal his horse. I'm very pleased with this..."

"Mongo doesn't trust Nord." Mongo muttered.