Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141118002730/@comment-25101508-20141120214354

Rolph Spicer's ship, the Laughing Spicer, arrived at Windhelm's docks. The sailors quickly unloaded half their cargo at a warehouse while Rolph Spicer was given a crate of gold from a Nibenese redhead by the name of Mister Brass which the sailors carried off to the ship. The sailors then ran off to the nearest tavern or brothel they found.

Rolph stared at Syinter for a full three minutes before offering the child a bottle of ale and saying, "Aye, kid, why don't you just work with me? You seem smarter than half the fools I have to work with. You could be useful. You might just start your own business empire like the Silver-Bloods, the Black-Briars, the Othrens, the Mannicks and Seguri Brass did."

Rolph Spicer is a middle-aged Nord who, as his last name suggested, sold spices but also wines, cheeses and other delicacies. He was kind and intelligent enough for Syinter to like.