Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20141108052650/@comment-7637833-20141123070738

"Hm... I'm okay with that," the grison decided.

"I got it! I GOT IT!" someone cried out, trying to catch something, only to fall face-first into dirt. The object he had been trying to catch escaped his grasp and clattered onto the ground before shattering.

"You idiot!" someone else said, dope-slapping his companion. "Now we're lost! Good going!"

"Leave Will alone, Nero," said a third voice, trudging past them and carrying a large rifle. "That thing was impractical anyway."

"Ugh, fine..." Will grumbled, as Nero picked himself up off the ground.

"Now, let's stop fooling around and keep moving. I sense a good spot up ahead," the leader ordered.

"Good spot for what? Sight-seeing? The place looks like crap," Will complained.

"Boss wants us to scout it out, so we scout it out. No ifs ands or buts about it. Now let's get moving," the leader shot back, and that silenced the argument.