Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190130124642/@comment-24510587-20190201003352

"We can grab some of that meat on sticks on our way out," Marr supposed, standing up out of his chair.

"Pfft, I'm only 57," Vyrine protested.

The mercenaries rapidly began scaling down the side of the Great Chapel as well - just as the bells began to toll. From up here, the noise was quite deafening.