Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161209153206/@comment-27922119-20161209231111

Fethat found himself being russled by his companion. "Hurry up, bastard. I think I just spotted the Knights of the Nine."

Fethat scrunched his eyes, the light of morning was merciless. "Where are they?"

"Close," replied Burb, cracking his knuckles. Fethat glared at him for a moment. "I'd like to have some specifics for breakfast."

His orc companion ignored him, and started jogging north.