Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170724123808/@comment-19164168-20170817114805

"Maybe so. We ought to find out, though." Evrain said.

"Er, yes, actually." the sell-sword answered, having turned sober after drinking a concoction given to her by the scholar.

"The Lord was a joke once my group pulled out our real skills. Although what that Lord said before he threw him in the prisons was rather... worrying."