Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140108121051/@comment-12599067-20140112225641

Jack led the group back through the marsh rather quickly, as the caravan of adventurers had trampled the foilage that marked the game trail. They arrived at the safehouse within half an hour, thankfully nothing morbid marked the area around the former skooma den. Still, Jack was reluctant to approach the door.

"Nahlgaaf, the honor's all yours," he tried, guesturing towards the door.