Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160626032211/@comment-5543592-20160706164815

Geralt strode through the ash, just behind Lyneas, with all the familarity of someone who had been to Vvardenfell before.

Yeomen, on the other hand, struggled. He walked awkwardly, uncertain what to make of it. He felt like he was walking through a giant fireplace.