Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20171107212103/@comment-24701913-20171123010623

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I'll be writing what Ze'Laro had been doing in the market place under current events)

Ze'Laro had returned to the group, with an armoured individual beside him. The person had not spoken at all, but Ze'Laro assured people they were here to help.

Having overheard some of the conversation, Ze'Laro began to have thoughts. He had seen where the battle for Nirni had taken place thanks to the Dreamweaver, but he did not trust everything that was said there entirely. He had not done his own research, so he could not be sure if the events that happened at the tower that day were recorded, and whether or not his brother's presence there was omitted. If it had been, there would be words.

Any questions would have to wait until the immediate threat of a war-related fight had passed, however.

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The market.

Ze'Laro continued to watch, as the knight had approached a grocer. A small exchange happened, and a hefty some of gold was handed over. In return, a large bag of food - too much for any one person to eat on their own - was given to the knight. As the knight walked off, a steel grasp on the sack, Ze'Laro followed from the shadows.