Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150722084207/@comment-24416658-20160318050542

The next morning, Tanner got out of bed. Well, "bed" would be a subjective term. In reality, he had set up a hammock and a tarp outside the inn between two trees, and had just laid down and slept there, his hat covering his head as he slept, his weapon in gun mode leaning against the tree closest to his head. As the first rays of sunlight hit his face, he yawned, waking up and hopping off the strung up cloth.

Good morrow, Cowboy, the Knight said, Didst thou enjoy our battle overnight?

It was alright, Knight, the Cowboy replied, Could had more gunfire, though.

Thou always saist that.

Groaning, Tanner stood, sitting on a nearby tree stump and waiting for anyone from the group to come around.