Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191127222222/@comment-5543592-20191130032814

Baldr was right behind her, knocking the door wide with his shoulder. He had one hand pressed into Clodagh's back, threatening to do it again.

Nyasia stood in the lobby of the inn. Scaldor was there, lounging on one of the sofas, arms out, smoking. He had a good cloud going around his head, and he lifted his chin to them, disturbing it.

"Your majesty.  Baldr.  Clodagh."

"Are you allowed to do that in here?" Nyasia frowned.

He shrugged.