Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20191230031140/@comment-7262318-20200201005147

"Oh, hell!" The figure cried, not expecting that. The figure was dressed in a green cloak, with leather armors and straps underneath it. There were a number of symbols painted on his armor, none of which Eryna could discern.

As she went in, he placed two hands on his bow and swung wildly at her face.

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"''That's right! Run, you... you cowards!" ''Jag wheezed, thankful that the others had their attention elsewhere. He continued to pull and tung on the spear, until it was eventually yanked free from his mouth.