Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20151117225651/@comment-5543592-20151122013636

The mists rushed up at Vin, obscuring her view of the ground for just a moment, before that too came at her. Alecos must've already touched down.

Dalon and his brother's last stop was the serf hovels themselves. A shanty town of sorts, just thrown together wooden buildings housing hundreds perhaps thousands of serfs.

"The housing for the commoners." The steward said. "Is anything not to your satisfaction?"