Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191026122532/@comment-25828117-20191027015747

The innkeeper returned the ring of emile back onto the counter and continued to observe Nyasia's.

The knights at the bar did not seem to find this amusing in the slightest. This was Summerset. No elf should care for the houses of mere men. They were fleeting by nature. He supposed that Kjoren Silver Blood story was true as well then. It didn't perhaps look that way, but he felt made a fool out of.

"I suppose. I could arrange something." The innkeeper caved.

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"Your meditation." Lysilde started.

"It helps you does it not?"