Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160301230548/@comment-24141785-20160306030551

"Hey, Shakti: I'm fine." The Breton smirked back in response, giving her a quick peck on the cheek, "The worst injury was coming out of there without an interesting story to tell.."

As the two talked, it was becoming quite apparent that people were nearby. Whistling could be heard travelling the wind, and it seemed as if the group were not alone: something was definitely heading towards their way. Only question was, were these people friendly?