Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5518614-20150820044317/@comment-5614539-20150906084450

Dionysius raised both hands once he was saddled on his horse and the tarpaulin over the entrance of the building exploded outwards, and the group rode out from beneath. Dionysius and Cyrus forced their animals into a hard gallop, and Dionysius shouted, "The nearest capital." From behind the group, the flameballed wreck of an inn could be seen, still brining, and a group of people with torches and swords were marching in the stable.