Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140917204356/@comment-3293219-20140922232155

Azarath decided to distribute the weight, rather than offload it, keeping half of it for himself to pull his own weight.

"My bed, it's still available, right?" Without waiting for a response, he began to pull her along, noticing the odd feeling of the Breton's leg. At first, he thought that it was her pants or the material made out of them but the leg seemed to be rock solid, like it was unnatural, wood or something...

"Well, we're off to a good start..."