Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150404232940/@comment-3293219-20150405163712

"Get me something strong, it's been one of those days." Isaiah requested, placing a coin purses in Arrietty's hand as she stood up, nodding to Arik.

"Okay... An Ale and 'something strong." The Breton recalled nodding as she recited it before heading over to the tavern to order her drinks.