Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150126212201/@comment-5543592-20150202000831

As his team lined up, Tomas walked infront of them with his hands behind his back. "We'll be headed for the chapel, where the priest is almost undoubtedly set up.  On the way there, keep your eyes and ears open for anything else out of the ordinary.  For all we know, their might be an ancient necromancer living underneath the city."

"You can depart after the squad leaves, miss." A crewman told him. He produced a small pouch that jingled and handed it to her. "In case you need supplies.  The commander," he was undoubtedly referring to Tomas, "instructed you were to be given hundred or so coins."

The gangplank was being lowered to the dock, and landed with a final clang. Tomas lead his team onward, down onto the docks.