10-11-2018, 11:34 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-11-2018, 11:35 AM by Gwain Von Griswald.)
"No time for chit chat." pants Gwain in a hurry. "There's an a--" he stops just short of saying "assassin," the panic that word would stir if overheard would surely ruin any slim chance they have of finding the killer "--there's a dangerous man roaming around our camp and I need him found at once. Do you think Nibs would be up to the task? All I have to go on are these" Gwain extends his hand towards Thistle, which pinch the unmentionables gingerly between thumb and index finger.