Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191211213915/@comment-25828117-20191212211622

The long march almost didn't seem to end. Hundreds of faces. All with their own stories to tell.

Lysilde seemed quite saddened by the whole affair. She really wished she could help them. But she simply could not.

Helian asked Nyasia question to another person shuffling along.

They did give an answer:

"Stillwater. I am from Stillwater." A small town somewhere east in the West Weald. So chances were they were not just or at all from Skingrad.

Lysilde turned back to the Covenant.

"I think it is best that we go north off the main road." She said.