Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20191114001656/@comment-7262318-20191114220441

"Is that a... oh for the love of..."

"They are probably not from these lands," Ja'Keil reminded him, working his healing magic upon the shoulders of the giant man.

"Ignore him," The Breton sighed. "He just likes to pretend he's arrogant."

The Orc let out an amused grunt.

The Breton hopped off his horse for a moment. He was an aged warrior, his hairs above his head and on his chin beginning to turn grey. He was clad in a shiny steel armor, with a green cape flowing behind him. "Who's the leader of this outfit?"