Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140424024546/@comment-24416658-20140518170305

Tanner laughed slightly, as he heard his own stomach grumble.

"Aye, m'lady. Our fast must be broken, and the bastille lacks in the way of food."

Tanner got out of the bed, and went to dress himself. He grabbed his weapon, tidied the bed, and waited for Triste to be finished before heading out.

Out in the yard, Tanner sat on his horse, waiting for Triste to be ready on her bike.

"I fear my mount be not faster than thou. Shall thee await me at the town?"