Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-768817-20160530212729/@comment-768817-20160608221208

Walking in, Izmore begins to realize that everyone else was frozen too, and he's actually only a few minutes behind. The bar has returned to a state of relative calm, and the blood was being mopped from the floor by an employee. The guards had returned to their table, and S'Dalaar and Edgar sat at a table drinking. Many of the patrons were obvious criminals, but none of particular interest; two-bit thieves, goons, and deadbeats.