Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26084401-20160527201605/@comment-25686329-20160605052042

The Yankee was attempting to ignore Mar, but he knew she was in this for the long haul, with them, and couldn't be disuaded. That didn't him he had to acknowledge the fact they'd be working together. He was striding evenly alongside the group, hands tucked behind his back.

"So, we're gonna find the sword...? I'm game." The Yankee shrugged. "I mean, it's not like a suicide mission or anything, right? This's gotta be stashed away somewhere obscure. Like the Warehouse from the Indiana Jones movies."

"Also, isn't there supposed to be some kind of healing factor thing attached to the whole deal? Correct me if I'm wrong, I haven't gotten balls-deep into the lore recently."