Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160421214950/@comment-24141785-20160423151624

Gabriel gave a nod of his own to Crimson, pursing his lips into a small smile as he strode past. He wasn't sure if it was sarcasm and not, and quite frankly he didn't care.

"Ah he leaves like the fool he is... The perfect chance arises..."

"You are a mistress of pure evil, Ms Zaydate." The Breton smirked, scratching his head as he made his way into the inn.

"Now all we just need to find Crim's room and we're golden."