Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160127045825/@comment-5583506-20160128015000

"Is that so?" said Evelyen, suspiciously eyeing the javelins he was carrying. "And am I to assume that those tips are for cleaning your ears with?"

Ran'Jinro smiled at her again, not really knowing what to say in a situation like this. He observed the Nord riding somewhat outside of the group.

We need to stick together, he reflected. It will be night soon.

He peered out between the stems of the pine trees and shuddered from the cold. In front of them there seemed to be a small cave. An ancient Nordic tomb of some sort in which they could seek cover and rest up before heading for the Underkeep first thing in the morning.