Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200201220132/@comment-25828117-20200205004417

Lysilde rode Morin on, the hooves made a pleasant clop-clop sound on the boards as some of them creaked and bent slightly under the weight.

Nobody seemed to be saying anything about it so she assumed it was alright.

"Calamari! Get your Netch Calamari right here!" A vendor called out from his stand. He had gotten very loud now that he saw some strangers pass by, trying to tempt them into coming to take a look.

Meanwhile a small punt passed under the boardwalk close to them. If that's the sort of boat they had to trust taking them down the river, there'd be a problem. No way a horse could stand on that without it sinking.