Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20151108001053/@comment-5583506-20151108015052

Danric handed the papers over without showing a single twitch of anxiety in his stern exterior. The papers were indeed forged. They had gone through the hands of some of the best forgers in the Imperial City that his money could afford. People who went by unnoticed daily as market vendors and salesmen, and renowned master schemers by night. He had no doubt that the guards would by any means assume that the papers were false, but the risk of there being one overly experienced or observant guard among was always there. One who would call him out on his forged papers and then summon an entire force to surround him. Either that or kill him on the spot. The odds were always there. It sort of came with the job of not knowing what would happen...