Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20150101014436/@comment-7637833-20150123022641

"Yup!" Marco answered, watching the barrier surround the forest and guard it with thick vines and tree bark. Like Sage, he had a bag containing what he had brought along when he got here a while back - his camera, a bit of spare change, a slip of paper detailing how to mingle in foreign areas, a book about understanding foreign languages, a lucky coin, and finally, a picture of his father, Tarma. The grison was still saddened over Tarma's disappearence, but he had learned that someday, his father might return... whereever he was.

"Double check to make sure we got everything?"