Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160910175125/@comment-17114085-20161103101241

Zoordovahsil wrote:

They bid their farewells and soon enough both parties were far away from eachother, but not before the farmer spotting a young figure over the cart and beneath the cloth of that strange group. An armored and big figure.

(Wasn't Doraleus armored?)

The guard lifted the cloth and quickly examined the cart.

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"He is old enough to be my father!" She continued. "At least with Rob...that match would've been a good one, but he left me for that tramp. I was angry at him, sure, but I never wanted that to happen." She felt a chill go up her spine. "I still see it in my nightmares..." She muttered, her outrage turned to fear.