Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150105230328/@comment-25123474-20150108162338

(I told you i don't know! Let's drop this. We're cluttering the thread again)

Rennac was examining all the stuff he had brought with him on this journey. From Baldr's amulet to the broken sword tips of one of those deformed-elves. He examined them all, reminiscing about all the start of this hectic journey to the present, until it was interrupted by the sound of the voice inside his head. It's words echoed through his head like a hammer meeting an anvil. It was telling him to get moving, that he had to kill the 'vermin' that was following him. He shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of the voice. He succeeded for now, hoping that it was the last time he would hear it, but things were never that easy...

The Merchant Rogue packed all of his stuff up and went out of his rented room, kicking the door to open it. He went and knocked on his companions doors, signaling that it was time to get up.

"Come on. It's time we get moving." The mercenary said before going to the barkeep to get himself something to eat.