Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150130070303/@comment-5543592-20150202091816

Velith had stopped wallowing in self-pity over bitter memories, and noticed that the inn's door had a busted hinge, and thus it required more force than usual to open and squeaked in an irrtating fashion. He pulled out some tools and went to work on fixing, upsetting one man because he was unable to enter the inn. Vel seemed to care less, and politely told him,

"You'll find this will be for your benefit in the future.  Just let me work."