Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170617000931/@comment-24685738-20170622033223

Rhaela climbed onto her pale mare, glancing down at the men and women below her. Arik climbed onto their old horse, the sickly stallion from New Imperia.

"Let's move." Rhaela said, looking around the clearing. They were still too close to Hackdirt. She could still... feel the thing in her head, as if he were all around her.

It made her skin crawl.

"If there is a village along the river, we should be able to charter a barge to the coast."