Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150311002226/@comment-5543592-20150313004237

Geralt withdrew his hands, discarded the glove, and returned his tools to the pouch.

He rose to his feet and moved to what the man had been doing when he was killed. The Pale Man? He glanced back at the corpse. Ominous. Perhaps it was related. When no one was looking, he pocketed the note.