Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170804175219/@comment-5543592-20170808033754

Taeris frowned briefly, but did as was instructed of him, undoing the thick studded leather jerkin he wore, and pulling it over his head, which he then promptly set aside. The cut in his shoulder's weren't, courtesy of the jerkin, but he warranted they would fester.

"Enjoying your meal, Ollie?" Taeris asked.

"Perhaps we'll make an appearance, if we can find the time." Meilir replied.