Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25588187-20160302210812/@comment-25588187-20160312173052

Later...

They arrived back at the Witches Head Inn, the weather having cleared up now, but the sun had set. Rodyrick brought the old man back down the stairs, and they were all seated back at the same table.

"Rodyrick has told me that you managed to retrieve the book. I thank you all, and I will give you your rewards, as promised, but before I do, I feel that you have proved yourselves competent enough to keep this information, and to be able to use." his voice became sterner as he said this.

"If you wish to leave and collect your rewairds, do so, but help me, and I can give you so much more. You see, this book is not mine, but it is a catalogue of what Mirdas has stolen from me, as well as many others, but this is no gem or staff or mere statue of gold." this next part became all so difficult for him to say.

"He stole my son."