Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20190329124124/@comment-7262318-20190330175620

As they went, the dumbfounded guards called out to them. "Thank you!"

To the stables they went, which were mostly emptied by this point. The horses that were in the stalles were snorting and anxiously squirming in their smalls homes, the intense fight seemingly startling the poor things. Two Carriages, which looked like they could each hold 10 people, were waiting there. One of them had an Orcish driver there, who was tending to reigned horses who had also been spooked.

The other one, had a skeleton sitting there, dressed in plain working clothes. It would have already been a very odd sight, but the oddest part of it had to be the skeleton's choice in headware: A steel-toed leather boot, held there by a small chinstrap.

"Hello, friends!" Boot-Head yelled down to them. "You are the recruits who to be the Hero Guild, yes?"