Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3507184-20140617035032/@comment-4964060-20140619171230

(Sol) I caught up to my companions just in time to hear the Mutt of War's foolish suggestion. I turn away from the group and begin to ride towards the town; Nightingale Hamlet. To take up the journey of crossing the Shadowfall Mountains with only one week's worth of supplies is a foolish gambit, and I would rather live to see another day. Besides, I have old friends in Nightingale.

"Good luck with that," I call back to them as I continue to ride, clamping my crossbow to my back as I do so. "You'll need it."