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[ladybirdcrap]

You've made it out of the prairie and underbrush, congratulations! But with the lack of supplies from the journey around Alderwood has left you beat. Your horses hate you, you've got sand up in places where it's not welcome, you're hungry, cranky, and if you've been riding you'll be walking like Dean for a little bit. Lucky enough for you, the next town isn't much of a detour, so you can restock, trade, and try not to burn anything down.

[Mission: Stock up, let the horses rest, treat your cholera, etc]

Comments

[nosleeves]

[adjusts crossbow strap a bit awkwardly. he's about to walk away, but i guess he should be nice. michonnes boo and all]

Thanks, though.

[that was hard to get out. he's not very hospitable so take this relic]

[gives him a bro nod before turning to head out]

[dices]

[ he's not really her boo as much as a bootycall




he thinks

bronods back ]