Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24696651-20160625002154/@comment-24696651-20160713015611

29th of Rain's Hand

"I wish I shared your confidence," the guard muttered under his breath. Before anyone could ask what the guard had said, the quartermaster arrived.

"We've got about six months of supplies," the quartermaster said. "At the current rate, we'll die of blackpox before we starve."