Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140128024529/@comment-11457306-20140203032249

(This bug gets worse and worse.)

The former smith strode forward and lifted the tongue easily. Anwen and Strogg manuevered the now harnessed horses into position and hooked the traces to the tongue. They were restive and eager. The mare that Anwen had ridden earlier stepped on her foot as she danced a little piraffe in place. Anwen's armored boot protected her but she stepped back quickly just the same and spoke soothingly to the excited animal. "We'll be going soon enough, baby.  Easy now."

"And now?" asked Olaf. "Now we wait," said Anwen. "Stow your gear on the cart." Anwen and Strogg were already loaded up. Anwen stood at the horses' heads and fed them carrots.