Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150715181657/@comment-3293219-20150721173825

Henrik approached his kart, throwing Jo-Sire's armour onto it  as he began to examine his stock to make sure that nobody had been rummaging through it. Satisfied that nobody had touched anything, he turned back to Scire and put his hands behind his back.

"Alrigh' what d'ya fancy?"