Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160218224245/@comment-24141785-20160220235728

''Fuckin' hell Gabe. For someone so damn stealthy, you leave a big fucking trail.''

Armiel and his Co were contiuning to follow the tracks laid out the Breton. He had been tracking him since Elsweyr, following in his wake of destruction. For a group so damn small, they mamaged to burn a tavern down.

"How much longer do we have to go..." Whined one of the members, "Can't we just..."

He was silenced by the Redguard, who lifted his hand into the air to halt the group. A large grin grew across the man's face, and he nearly squealed with excitement.

"We're fuckin' onto him now, lads." The man triumphantly exclaimed, gesturing to the footprints in the ground, "We nearly have 'im!"