Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170128213721/@comment-30797453-20170130175054

Tarshal snapped back out of unconsiousness quickly and out of the grip of a nightmare, he glanced around still feeling ill " By Azura, i need to cut down the mead before i end up like one of those beggars" he laughed to himself and looked at Jona " what took you so long to get to the Inn? you just missed some right laughs and that poor girl who appears to be knocked out"  he pointed over to where she was " Hope she doesn't conjure an inferno of sorts, awful bad of us to trash the place further".