Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140128024529/@comment-11457306-20140130034935

Torene followed the men quickly and Strogg was close behind. Anwen tied the horses to a tree and trotted after the party. She felt the beast rising and firmly squelched it. Later, she told herself.

(I shall have to leave soon and we should wait for Gold before any action.  He would hate to miss it.  I have not researched the ESO as thoroughly as all of you, but I do not care for any 'loot'.  I have enough crap, thank you.  I have a Klingon Bat'lef hanging above the fireplace which I prize above all else. Woe betide the burglar who causes me to lift it from its hooks.  Its sharpened stainless steel will make him-or her-wet themselves.)