Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150715181657/@comment-5614539-20150719010021

"Do you need some help?" Martin asked, innocently. He was still sipping at the same tankard of water he got when the first entered the room. Roggvir, by this point, had stumbled off into a bedroom upstairs, and Ashara was sitting at the table, trying to figure out what her companions were like.