Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-13488655-20161107235714

"Alright! It's freezing even with my warmest clothes on!" Flint replied to Margrit as she held onto her hand, yelling slightly over the wind so that she could hear him. As Flint held his aunti's hand, she cood feel through the wool that the near arctic conditions of Atlas in a snow storm was already lowering his body temperature. He just hoped that they'd reach somewhere warm soon.