Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131228033942/@comment-12599067-20131230011827

Makoru didn't prod further, but he knew the elf was hiding something. Instead of questioning the man further, he turned to Nahlgaaf and the rest of the group. "How 'bout you? Just gonna keep quiet, or...?" he asked, starting to feel skittish. He wondered what secrets the rest of them could be hiding. His active mind could think of many things.

Jack ignored Anwen's fierce glare and took a moment to take in his surroundings. The Glenmoril foothills seemed hospitable enough, full of forests and gently rolling hills, but as the sun began to set, the land seemed to take a sinister turn. Jack could practically hear the sounds of creatures lurking in the shadows, and swore he could see shadowy forms stalking them from behind the treeline. He shivered, desperately missing his warm cabin aboard the ship.