Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20180514171731/@comment-30994984-20180612225253

Xuar stares at the stones of the road.

''At least whoever built this town got this right. Fine choice of stones.''

Aventus makes his way to the nearest shadow as quietly as possible. He looks at the Forsworn.

''Either slavery or a deal. With how the Reachmen are, it is likely the former.''