Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20141005215855/@comment-17114085-20141006180117

Eignach headed back to the Bunkhouse. The coin pouch seemed to weigh heavy in his hand, likely because coming back with less then he had hoped weighed heavily in his heart. His mother wasn't going to last much longer. Had they treated the disease when she had first caught it a potion would've been enough to cure her, but they didn't and now she was on the verge of death.

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Garbhan was on a hill overlooking a dirt road. Next to him stood a band of Forsworn. "When the caravan passes by we attack. Leave no survivors, and take everything."

The Forsworn nodded.