Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200115032614/@comment-5543592-20200118192005

"Does no one ever leave?" Nyasia asked, wondering if they perhaps couldn't leave.

The boy held his hands up. "Where would they go?"

"To the city, in Cheydinhal, or west to Bruma."

The boy scratched his head, "Do they have lumber there?"