Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20160206052206/@comment-24416658-20160206212813

Tanner, an extremely excited look on his face, practically bounded up in front of the group. His face beaming, he placed his hands on Oobleck's desk, thinking his words over.

"Now, y'all, listen," he said, still smiling, "Y'all gonna be headed into the heart of the West, essentially. We got cows, we got pigs, we got sheep, and boy do we have guns. Can't go two feet without bumpin' into one. The land is mostly flat, but Pedestal's in a sort of valley, and there are many places 'round those parts where Black Mares live. If I were a bettin' man, I'd say that we'll encounter some purely by accident. Anyway, my ma used to own the saloon in town, called it the "Stagecoach". Her brother, my uncle, owns it now, so we can stop there for some R & R if needed." Tanner took a deep breath. He had practically said all of that in one go, and he took a few seconds to steady himself.

"So yeah," he said finally, "Any questions?"