Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161218140509/@comment-9075949-20170109195657

"I suppose I should, but I haven't seen him in quite a while now."

The man passed a medium sized coin purse to Albert. The witcher nodded, stood up, took a swig of an ale which was lying on the table on his right, and walked back to the two other witchers.

"What was that about?" Sebastian asked

"He lost the bet, was convinced some beefy blockhead is gonna shove me teeth down my throat. Oh how wrong he was." Albert chuckled, opening the purse, and eyeing the gold inside.