Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170725043749/@comment-5543592-20170725044510

Taeris sat in that chair, not budging. He pulled one of his ebony blades loose from it's sheath at one point and began honing the blade with a whetstone from Meilir's saddlebag. The skreeeeet, skreeeeeeet sound of stone running along metal echoed through the quiet chamber.