Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150327015504/@comment-11457306-20150404021726

(Sorry)

Pris slung the bow and gathered up the quiver with the arrows. "Front door?  Or is there a back door?" She did not bother to ask who Darkfang was, the name said enough. Anyone who had a name like that she did not care to meet, especially if the vendor and his assistant were that frightened by him.