Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190925195201/@comment-5543592-20190927012607

Baldr nodded, making his way down, taking the lead. Baldr had one of those faces and phyisques that made people quickly get out of his way, and the crowd broke as they made it down the third row. He shuffled into a seat and settled down in it, the screws of the old wood squeaking.

Other theater-goers took seats in the row behind them, or shuffled into their row from the opposite direction.

"My sister like," he cleared his throat, "likes the theater." Baldr commented, idly, looking around.