Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-25363089-20161124004520

"No I am just gonna stay here for a bit.". Nickelae said to flint in a muffled tone of voice. Margrit pulled out a ciggerette and smoked it. "You both got some skills. But you could do better and come on nickelae; you did alright now get out of the dirt." Margrit told the kids.

An Nickelae slowly got out of the ground spitting out dirt. "Blah." Nickelae groaned. An Margrit slowly got up and walked over to flint and sat down next to him. Nickelae got up and came over as well. "I may not be the best parent. Nickelae but what i do. I do for you and the family. You know that right?". Margrit asked Nickelae as she turned to face him and flint. "Yeah...". Nickelae said to his mom understanding slightly. "An Flint I am sorry for what i said about you. But its the truth there are hunters out there who have lost limbs. An over came it. I was trying to give you a pep talk. That if you lost that hand of yours. You can still become a hunter.". Margrit said to Flint.