Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160311230436/@comment-5543592-20160313171031

The Archer just shrugged and went back to his business, which had been counting the pines on a pinecone. He was both impressed and disappointed his attention had fallen to that. Impressed, because there was damn high number of pines on a pinecone, and disappointed because he'd rather be off doing stuff not mucking around in a wood. The Keshik he had with him would run out of whiskey soon at the rate they were going, and they could whine with the best of poopy-pants children when they were sober.