Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20171023142236/@comment-33787399-20171130223922

((I&apos;ll see if I can figure out how to do it with my phone or do it once I&apos;m on my PC.)) &quot;Very well. Thanks.&quot; Hannund said as he rode a tad further on horseback before getting off the saddle. The horse had gone a long way and he noticed his steed was weary as he got of the saddle. He decided to give his horse a few moments of respite for the time being. He searched in one of the many pouches that hung from the saddle as he pulled out a carrot, feeding it to the horse as he petted its head gently. In the meanwhile he eyed the Knight-Prelate from a distance. Knight-Prelate, He thought to himself. The title was peculiar, but he mused the thought of being seen as an actual knight. More important however, perhaps he could get noticed if he proved his worth by handling whatever could be next. Once the horse was done eating he grabbed the small knapsack containing proof of his claim to the bounty. He headed towards Miralaine, giving the same curt nod he would give anyone else before he spoke. &quot;Knight-Prelate,&quot; he said, choosing to use her title. &quot;I come to claim a bounty.&quot; He did not say from whom, but offered the knapsack to her instead, figuring that would be sufficient. He was a man of little words unless the need arised.