Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24489208-20131129203009/@comment-12599067-20131130154743

Azulon was back within a half hour, dragging a deer and a wild boar over his shoulder. He plopped them both at the campfire and flicked his wrist, causing his huntsman's knife to fly into his hand.

Azulon: "Mind helping me cook something for the rest of them?"