Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20151110155038/@comment-24736819-20151218032215

"At last, Orcrest!", Carden played his lute as he rhymed.

"Where to, brother? The Mosque?", Max tapped his cane on the floor, excitedly.

Destro simply nodded, but quickly stopped.

"Need some directions?", Carden mocked, "You act like you know everything, but you are not the son of Hermaeus Mora here, are you?"

"Save the preaching to someone who cares, Carden. Just lead the way.", the younger imperial massaged his temples.

"Very well. I'll save my preaching to someone who can provide me with an intelligent conversation rather than stupid remarks.", the bard joked and took the lead, heading to the path which would lead the trio to the Mosque.

(Will you rp as the monks, Harry?)