Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150912165220/@comment-24141785-20150918084425

The Breton returned downstairs, his contained anger slowly seeping through. He grabbed a bottle of wine of the counter, sliding it into his pocket before heading outdoors.

His grizzled hair and beard didn't get the approval from the passing nobles, who simply chuckled. If it was just them and him the Breton would've choked them to death.

If only they knew...

He headed out into the wilderness, seeing if he could find any animals.