Last comment:
Zayne:
He wrinkled his brow. "B-but he's probably going to beat you," he protested.
Summary:
Okay so, a lot of new characters have been made, and I can't keep track of them all. Zayne the tailor and Ben the tavern owner are trying to help Raven, who's being treated like a slave by her own father. Callumroot and Kilroy are sleeping bcus of the long journey just to get to Ragedrift with questions about the over stallion, Coalwing. Ashtohn and Sage are just... chilling as a recently engaged couple. Sultaan and Reba are discussing about how to communicate... still. Me and River need NIGHTMIST!!
RECOMMENT FOR NIGHTMISTTTT)
Heisly:
She giggled. "I know right? Do you think this might have an owl or two?" She asked excitedly.
Teirron:
"Uhhh... well, she can't... because... she's too hurt," he replied. "You need to come to her." Teirron hoped that the old mare would believe him and follow him back to the pegasus mare he still didn't know the name of. (SOBZ NIGHTMISTTT)
(YAY)
Ben:
He glared right back at Leon, his gaze sharp and angry. “This is my tavern.” He said slowly and pointedly. “So, yes it is my business. I don’t want to fight you over this, so I ask again, either leave or leave this centauress alone.” Ben said, authority rolling off his voice.
Merrick:
As the tension became even stronger, Merrick pulled Kelly closer to him and glared at Leon, his gaze dark.
His eyes flickered towards his uncle and Merrick inhaled stiffly. His uncle was usually so level-headed and it took a lot to make him angry. He’s also a retired marksmen, so the stranger would be wise not to mess with him.