Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191215223703/@comment-25828117-20191218015729

As per usual when Kashya alluded to anything dark Pip chalked it up to be more of Kashya's 'quirky' personality. She couldn't be actually serious about those things, could she?

Haha, silly woman.

"And I..."

A miracle. Pip Pegolas seemed to have lost his train of thought.

But the reason seemed obvious. People. Just hundreds if not thousands of people could be seen marching a slow arduous journey across the winter landscape of the County Skingrad.

Refugees of the war. All with sad faces, or vacant expressions.

That was enough to make the elf shut up.

For a few seconds anyway.

"Just look at all those... people..." his tone was decidely less boisterous though.

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"What? No! There's no wrong or right here I was just..." He loved her but she could be so exhausting at times. Didn't he tell her she was right enough times already? Akatosh, take me...

At the front Lysilde was slowing down. Where they approaching Brindle Home?