Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160807152142/@comment-17114085-20160808021818

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Rigel touched the track. "Fresh, couldn't have been made more than half an hour ago." He muttered to himself. His prey had alluded him for too long. He had chased it for half the Jerral Holds already. Rigel looked around and sniffed the air, the sent of the beast was still in the air. He got up from his knees and followed the tracks, his hand going for his Silver Sword.