Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20151119155453/@comment-5824038-20151211164203

'He was my uncle,' she replied, stressing the past tense. 'Yes, I knew him. But he died over a decade ago. Why do you mention it?'

Up ahead of them, a dozen feet or so, three dark shapes stepped out of the shadows. They were, by now, in a thin alleyway, with nobody else around.

'Hand over your money and valuables, now!' said one of them, in an angry and impatient tone.

'How about giving up the pretty little elf as well?' sniggered another one. 'She'll easily provide an hour or so of amusement.'

'Cut the bullshit!' came a deeper voice, from the one in the middle. 'Give us all of your drakes, and hand over the elf. Any funny business and we will gut all of you, including the elf... after we've finished with her.'