Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20160425233615/@comment-5543592-20160427215008

The two were not talking, both seemingly minding themselves. Talin could see from this distance that the papers the old man poured over seemed to be some kind of ledger.

Neither noticed Talin for the longest while, until the servant seemed to focus in on him, and narrowed his eyes.

"Oathbearer." He said, but not to Talin, instead the word got the old man's attention. The elderly fellow looked up with a furrowed brow. He took stock of the bald man.

"Yes, Szeth?"

"He is not drinking anything." The bald man said simply. His eyes were on Talin's throat, which had not swallowed.

The old man finally turned his attention to Talin. He said nothing of yet, but there was a question in his gaze.