Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180414200018/@comment-24736819-20180501182923

"That was something...", Fjal commented, emptying the mug of mead he had been drinking throughout the entire conversation with the returned Toreau.

"Indeed it was.", Tankard nodded, "I never thought Joramun could become more dangerous than he was back then, but now? After such a tale? One can only fear what would happen if the restraints of the Bone Maw were lifted."

"C'mon, Tankard, he's still our friend. Partner.", the scrawny nord got up, giving out a nervous chuckle.

"Yeah, one can only hope. I'll do what he asked... but I can't say that I feel as safe now as we were yesterday.", the obese man sighed, "Call the women back, I need some relaxation."

The duo kept staring at each other for a few seconds before the nord nodded and turned around to leave saying, "In this line of work, when were we ever safe?"