Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20180819160242/@comment-3293219-20180901202801

Uppon approaching the Dog Lords, they ground to a halt. They didn't seem to be hostile, within their radious.

"Good dogs, far from home." The Dog Lord said, gently patting its twisted, fleshy head.

The tent flap, leading to the Shaman's temperary accomodations was just ahead.