Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24760123-20160924041316/@comment-24760123-20161002042303

Darius picked that table that he and Aras had shared 30 years ago, when they first met.

He put the mead on the table, and gestured to Aras to take a seat.

"So, any last minute changes to the guest list?" Darius asked, taking a drink.

The scent of juniper berries and pine was pouring out of every pore on Darius' body and it was on his breath as well.