Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20151108001053/@comment-24685738-20151108012613

Kan was nervous. And he was never nervous.

Great sign.

The fat Breton rubbed his hands together, as he and Vin sat, waiting, to be let into the chamber to discuss the finality of their trade deal. He picked at his green noblemen's clothes, Vin just sitting their awkwardly. She wondered if it would be a good idea to use her power to calm him, but it probably wouldn't be a good idea to make him loopy before the meeting.

She wore nice-ish peasant's clothes, fit only for a serf servant to a nobleman. She was there to make sure things went smoothly...