Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160307001231/@comment-24141785-20160308141031

Most of the stalls had been wrecked by the carnage, most of said goods being unusable. There was a particular drinks stall, which surprisingly had a decent amount of alcohol left...

Gabriel flung the meat into the back of the carriage, grabbing some nearby cord and tied it to the meat. He made his way back towards the wrecked stalls, scavenging for anything worthwhile.

''It's getting fairly late... We must keep moving.''

"Someone keep watch..." The Breton called out, "We don't know if there are any more animals waiting for us..."