Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150828011841/@comment-25038310-20150829222835

Archo sat somewhere secluded in the corner of the inn, having taken an old chair alongside a small round table. He lit the small candle in the centre of the table with a small blast of fire, as he took out a small notebook from the cloak that somewhat covered up his armor.

He quickly started going over the paper with the small piece of charcoal. He grumbled when he noticed he could barely hold it due to its small size.