Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190911184542/@comment-25828117-20190911221441

Garran sighed and tried to find his spot in the shade again.

He smiled. "I hope you don't faint. Scaldor's probably gonna draw a penis on your face if you do."

Sweat stung in his eyes, trickling down from his eyebrows.

Meanwhile Helian and Mozu had called an end to their cooking sessions together. It was just too hot to be anywhere near a fire.

Lysilde sat in the shade as well, trying to keep the heat at bay with a fan.