Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160127045825/@comment-5543592-20160205035527

Lazarus Grimm wrote:

Outside of the inn Oedipus would be able to take notice of one of the Beast Slayers standing there and chatting idly with one of the survivors from Kilkreath. Oedipus glanced over, scurtinizing the two, before turning his attention down to his own hands. Worn and calloused. Worker's hands. What was he doing here, in one of these cities? This was not a place meant for men like him. He already felt a sense of discomfort just being inside this, locked away from the outside. And the stone instead of dirt beneath his feet was odd. He wasn't used to walking on flat, even pavement.

He rubbed his jaw, before spitting onto the ground, not certain why he did so, and then rose, moving to go see if this hole had anything to offer.