Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3507184-20140617035032/@comment-3993996-20140619221054

(Dog of War)

I looked up wearily at my companions. They were covered in horse dung and soot. I sniggered as I pulled myself up, as I ate a piece of meat I had prepared during the night.

"Well well" I would've grinned if I had a proper mouth, Instead my tentacles started to quiver. "Aren't we all in a sorry state. How was you night out? Would you have rather stayed with me?" My voice was patronising, as their faces were starting to show anger. I hefted myself up on my staff, wincing at the stabs of pain I felt in my back, but still keeping up my jovial attitude.