Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-15573488-20140311160436/@comment-24274404-20140312030238

Racuvar finds his new hold among the branches and in one smotth motion grasps the arm of the Breton, lifting him up into the branches. He helps him climb to a broad branch a ways up the middle where even a clumsy breton should be able to sit in safety.

"do you see those bushes a ways off yonder?" Racuvar whispered. "Something has been making it's way through over there" "and over there..." As racuvar pointed the other direction "two dragur have been circling for near and hour and an half, they come into sight about every 20 minutes or so"