Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190402224637/@comment-5543592-20190408154913

"Let's keep movin'.  I wanna get out'a this place." Josey muttered, starting off again. Bog had gotten in his revolver and he cleaned it as they walked.

The jungle began to thin out. They could see more of the plant people in the trees, following them, but none attacked. It was just the Rat God keeping an eye on them.