Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150401175844/@comment-3293219-20150402205720

Drowning people don't talk so much... Isaiah grumbled inside his head as he proceeded to continue his memoir, smirking as he went.

"Titchy Riften?" Arrietty asked, mumbling as she pulled herself up.

"I don't think that this can be Riften... There isn't enough room to mug someone in here..."