Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161218140509/@comment-17114085-20161224020618

"Halt." The guards said, blocking the Witcher's path. "State your business, mutant."

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"Hmm...any witnesses see how many of them there are?" Rigel asked.

"Reports vary. Some say a dozen ghosts riding in the night, other claim a hundred." The Castallen replied. "It is honestly stressful trying to decipher which ones are incorrect and which reports are truthful."

The white-haired young lad grabbed the Castallen's right hand in his and said. "A pretty thing like yourself shouldn't be stressing herself out like this. Maybe I can..."

"Pup." Rigel growled, annoyed at the lad's behaviour. "That's enough."

Lund shrugged and backed away from the desk.

The Castallen composed herself after clearing her throat and continued. "So, it's hard to say really."