Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20171204071002/@comment-33787399-20171219193020

Hannund glanced at the corsairs from under his helmet. He never approved much of the wielders of curved swords, but regardless he wasn't there to engage in an old fashioned bar brawl or conflict. He figured keeping a low profile was of the utmost importance.

''Then again, your arrival was still noticed, and no doubt not solely by friendly eyes. ''He thought to himself.

He passed the folk on the groundfloor as he headed for the stairs. When he reached the top, his pupils shot from left to right, trying to find whoever he was attempting to meet. He wasn't given much clue, although something told him it would not take long before his allie had seen him. He was hard to miss.