Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160808020912/@comment-5543592-20160809201709

"What part of thuh miles of desert in fron of ya gave you that impression?" Crimson asked, amused, before the smile fell from his face.

"Oh boy, that's a calvary battalion.  Alright, time ta go." Whistles lurched forwards, taking off down the road.

"You want to follow him?" Scire asked Hawke. "Or should we wait for that army to catch us?"