Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150518062512/@comment-24696651-20150522180106

(Not sure what to do with Lysander... I'll see if I can't make a rebel out of him.)

Lysander was nursing a drink at the beer hall. A bunch of people had defaulted on their debts today. Legally, he was allowed to imprison them. Unfortunately, the guards were too busy dealing with the current unrest. Not that the guards would have helped him anyway.They didn't particulary trust bourgeoise individuals like himself, and most of them were common folk. Their souls were uncorrupted by money and power. He suspected he'd have to get his own private security force to get the bankrupt.

He sighed as he pushed his mead away from him. If he was on one of his manic mood swings, he'd be completely drunk. As it was, he was on one of those rare periods between swings where he was sane, and he could see the world with startling clarity. As a result, he knew not to drink too much. He drummed his fingers against the table as he waited. Someone from the Breton Workers' Party was supposed to be making a speech, and Lysander was curious. He wasn't sure if they were some revolutionaries or just some party trying to effect whatever miniscule changes they could whilst staying within the law. But they were running late.

Five more minutes... he thought to himself as he stretched in his chair.