Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160716191324/@comment-5543592-20160718220907

Randall froze, dagger in his hand.

"Tribals." He muttered. "Legendary bad day." He concluded.

The hound twisted about in the net, not liking being caught in such a way.

"You going to let us down or what?" He asked them, not really expecting to be understood.