Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13615389-20160629224326/@comment-29559990-20160704212606

"Aye, that's true..." Brolin said.

After a short trip down the stairs, the duo found themselves in the houses basement. Torches were hung up around the room, letting them see what treasures were displayed there. Trophy cases were set up in rows, with each containing some artifact of gold make or looking like they had been taken from an old ruin. In the two adjacent corners of the room, there was a safe.

"I'll be damned..." The elf muttered.

"Rogues Demise...." The redguard itched his greying beard. "I... I've heard the name before."

He seemed to buy that Tariq had an odd taste in limb attatchments, and opened the door further. "You may come in, Mister... Demetrius, was it?"