Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190827204408/@comment-5543592-20190904183230

Nyasia was respectifully silent as well, but only for a moment.

"It appears time to ride." Nyasia said to him, nodding after Lysilde. "We do not want to be left behind."

"'Bout bloody time." Scaldor muttered, mounting his gelding. Baldr was already on his destrier, tending to his greatsword with a whetstone. He handled the weapon so meticulous it was almost mesmerizing.