Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170611015924/@comment-5543592-20170611200412

"We've become a bit seperated." Meilir scratched his neck, glancing around at the Legionnaires, and the circus-bandits. "It's a little concerning, actually, this is usually the part where he shows up and saves me..."

Taeris walked back to Nelson, went into a saddle back, and pulled sheathed weapon from it. The weapon was similar in design to Ollie's, except the leather of the sheath was well-treated, the blade honed and oiled, and it was overall much larger.

"Here." He approached Ollie and extended the much more well-cared for blade. "Try this instead."