Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20180903164912/@comment-7262318-20181010153332

“So you walk into my home, come right up to my face, and decide to make demands for maple?” Krozum growled, seemingly offended, before issuing a hardy laugh.

“You are bold, Elf. I admire that in a warrior,” he complimented. He turned and began heading for the right side of the room, where there was a stockpile of raw ingots, lumber, weapons, and armor organized and aligned by woodworking stations and small forges. It appeared this throne room had once been an armory.

“For what purpose?” He asked the elf, regarding the maple.

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“Thanks,” Vordel said. “Was there anything else you wanted to discuss?”