Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20141219013143/@comment-12599067-20141224030818

DaedraBorn101 wrote: (Ugh. I hate wrappin presents.)

As the group traveled, Borskar was constantly glancing around the surrounding areas. The enemy marching into their home territory had certainly thrown the big man off. He wasn't jumping at every slight rustle in the bushes and such, but he was much more alert now.

Akros leaned over to one of the mercenaries, a large man dressed in a reachman garb, and asked "You think those bastards'll come back to the lodge?" (I'm there now.)

"I wouldn't know," Talnarach shrugged. "If they are as determined as one might imagine, then yes, I'd imagine they'd be drawn back like flies to dead flesh. And in greater numbers than before. But they could be cowards, also. Maybe they won't come back. Or maybe they'll just burn the whole place to the ground before we even know what happened. It all seems equally likely to me."