Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-25684606-20190924163704

"Tell ya what, fella," Lem said, nodding towards the preparing goup. "Imm look out after yer back and yer look out afta mine out dere. Don' trust the twitcher wit' the knife and cogboys never care for lowdregs like yerself an' me."

THe dreg grinned toothily, some of them replaced with crude metal substitutes and one missing entirely. "Now I don't got no clue what Skeeons are, but if the Gov'rness wants us to go out and fetch 'em I'd say we better ought to do it, what do ya say?"