Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150110084201/@comment-16669347-20150111134945

Varythim awoke a few minutes later.

Hyathil looked up from the book he had started reading. "Hop on one foot while singing Ragnar the Red." He told Varythim. Varythim did as he was told.

"Okay, it worked. I made the potion correctly." Hyathil said. "Wasn't sure I remembered the recipe correctly." He said. "Good. Anyways, I'm living here now, anyone asks I'm your nephew. By the way do you have a family name?"

"No."

"Oh good, any family left?"

"My actual nephew but he might be dead, he joined the imperial legion to fight the Akaviri and i haven't heard from him since."

"Good, we won't have problems then." Hyathil said. He took a house key and left heading back to Sunny and Talara.