Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170611015924/@comment-24685738-20170616024700

"Good luck." Rhaela chuckled, stepping past the Master Swordsman and his new apprentice as she headed into the inn, a spring in her step. It was most likely the first time the princess had been outside without the oppressive presence of the Palace Guards.

Arik walked up to Catryn, appearing just as refreshed as his sister. He had also traded in his royal clothes for more simple peasant garb, although his shield and spear still hung over his shoulder. "You look well rested." He said, the corners of his lips twitching upwards into a smile.