Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190204233516/@comment-25828117-20190207021415

Graicus turned in bed. He felt something, some knot, lie under him. He raised his back slightly to find out what it was. Raising his hand it appeared to be an empty wineskin.

When he remembered where it came from he noticed the quiet.

Graicus got up from his bed. He still wore his clothes from yesterday, minus the cloak.

Seeing Svieva's armor made him wonder what would have happened had he shown less resolve. She was very pretty, but there was nothing to be done about it now. With what might have been dispelled from his mind he carefully opened the door to poke his head out into the main hall.