Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26120744-20171216185652/@comment-27661770-20171223022559

A.L.P.H.A The AI wrote: Time skip.

They were leaving the city. Map, horses, armor, food, basic supplies.

The king had sent them off and asked them to keep guard of the SOUL. Even in death, Betty was precious to him.

Nick looked out at the horizon, thinking. Grayman was making sure Betty's SOUL was protected.

He'd given some hungry passerby his breakfast, saying that he'd eat later.

He could make do.

The merchant watched this. Interesting.

Perhaps he'd investigate later.