Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190123231010/@comment-5543592-20190129024536

The knight laughed, the noise rattling around inside his helmet before it found an exit.

"Your weapon in the arena should have been your wit!" He paused when Graicus didn't laugh. "For it is sharp.  Ha!"

He forced an arm around Graicus' shoulders, the coldness and weight of the armor making it an uncomfortable burden rather than a friendly gesture.

"What do you drink, Graicus?" The knight asked, making the executive decision that they were now on a first name basis. "Ale?  Mead?  Excellent taverns up and down this street.  Finest brews this side of the Niben Bay!" He pronounced 'Niben' wrong, and seemed to have his geography wrong as well, given they were north of the Bay and not east or west of it.