Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160602184114/@comment-29559990-20160602232949

In the same courtyard, a Dark Elf sat on a bench and had the hood on his robes pulled far enough over his head so that the sunlight didn't get in his eyes. In his hand was a book in which the title and content of the pages were known only to him.

Ravos's reading was interrupted, however, by yet another brilliant lecture on the use of mice as spies for the 'higher power'.

"That is simply fascinating," Ravos said to him in the most uninterested and sarcastic tone he could muster. "Good thing you're on that case, Mr. Yeomen. You just saved us from having our brains sucked out by the rodent overlods..."