Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150327015504/@comment-11457306-20150407003503

They paused, standing in the shadow of a building, only steps away from one beggar, sitting crosslegged on a mat, who was clearly crippled and blind in one eye. He turned to them and made his pitiful plea. Lorelai reached into her pouch and dropped a coin into his cup, then stood as if surveying the market.

"There's more where that came from, old man--and an ale, if you can tell me where the ones whe killed Tyche are," she said in a low voice. Anyone looking at them would guess that she was speaking to Blaine.