02-05-2020, 09:50 PM
Marcutio points to the golden woman and motions to the tent next door. She sighs, puts her book down and searches the back of her tent. She retrieves a jar of sand from a reinforced chest and walks past Andrea and the general. She steps into Matyas' tent.
Marcutio-[Imperial]: "Thy companion shall rise to see the morning glow. Were it that this camp was spoiled I would ask not of thee. Yet lacking is a truth of life. Let us tarry here no longer, we ought discuss with warm brews and meal in hand."
Marcutio-[Imperial]: "Thy companion shall rise to see the morning glow. Were it that this camp was spoiled I would ask not of thee. Yet lacking is a truth of life. Let us tarry here no longer, we ought discuss with warm brews and meal in hand."

