Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151205183208/@comment-24685738-20151206193337

Adder sat outside the inn, balancing precariously on a barrel. He had somehow acquired a flute, and was now playing beautifully. Every now and then a drunkard would stumble out of the bar, and join the growing crowd.

It seemed that there was more to the little guy than met the eye...