Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160112022353/@comment-24736819-20160114180710

(My deepest apologies, guys. Not only the notifications are fucked up, but my internet died for a whole day.)

Velaryon shifted uncomfortably as he entered the loud and vivid inn. He wasn't a huge fan of big crowds in small spaces...specially if he was amongst said crowds.

Slowly, but steadily he made way through the drunken populace towards the counter and the Innkeeper. It didn't took more than a few exchange of words before the investigator turned around and located the table indicated by the nord.

Finally, as he got to the table and took off his customized hat and placing it over the table where the two others awaited:

"Hello, gentlemen. Apologies for my late arrival, I had to deal with an incredible amount of paperwork to get what you asked... It wasn't easy, kid's daddy has some real influence behind the curtains.", he greeted the other two, "And when I say real influence...well..."

Fortus raised his head and smirked, "Never said it would be easy, kid."

Velaryon sat on the empty chair and placed his bag beside the hat, over the table.

"It is all there. Every single one of them, go ahead and double check it, Sibern.", after all this years, Velaryon still had a weird sense of humour.