Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190130124642/@comment-5543592-20190131232053

It was a brief ride that got Gracius to the logging stand. Despite the cold, the loggers were still out, big burly men with full beards and wearing copious amounts of flannel.

There were about three of them. When Graicus rode up one broke off from his work to approach Graicus. Conviently, he was holding a wood-cutting axe.

"'Elp ya, mate?" He asked as Graicus approached.