Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13615389-20160629224326/@comment-5543592-20160707043232

Hrathmar frowned at the rumble of cannons in the distance, his teacup halfway to his lips. Who would be firing this close to port? And the shots came near where the villa was.

He primly set the cup back down, then rose gracefully, his robes sweeping behind him, before he headed out to investigate.