Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191026122532/@comment-25828117-20191028171849

"The race tracks?" Lysilde hadn't seen any racetracks anywhere near the city.

"I think you mean the race." The innkeeper corrected, he had seemingly come out of nowhere. The man was delicately inspecting every crystal goblet he had under the counter.

"Next week is the annual Welkynars Race."