Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20150713200153/@comment-26104528-20151114044938

As if answering itself, Anise's stomach let out a growl like that of a hungry Boarbatusk. Made sense though; they'd been at work all night long and fighting was still taxing on the body.

"Know anywhere that has good late-night eats? I'm feeling Chicken Wings..." Anise asked whle taking the wallet from Corvus and counting the contents. Should be enough to cover a meal for two.