Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170307215353/@comment-5543592-20170312234354

Lambert was breathing heavily, the exercise harsh on him, but he didn't air a complaint.

"What were they thinking?" Illena said as they ran. She, on the other hand, was rather fit. Blacksmithing did not allow one to lack in either endurance or strength. "Arresting us for murder of the count's son?  That's the weirdest thing to try and pin on someone."