Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150412112755/@comment-3293219-20150412203046

"A'ight..." Isaiah agreed, slowly drawing some parchment and an ink pot from a nearby desk, placing them on a tray, so that the Redguard wouldn't spill the ink on the clean sheets.

"Here... This should last you..." He grumbled, passing Arik a quill as well.