Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30744559-20190306173109/@comment-27344811-20190308132329

Speaking of water..

"Now this is a fine predicament." Amidias notes as he breaks his falls with some sort of pig-fish hybrid. DUke Fishron snorts, flapping its wings.

"I know, my friend. We're landlocked." Amidias pats the side of his steed. "We'll just have to deal with it for now."

At a different place, the sky begins to crackle with lightning.