Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150401175844/@comment-5543592-20150403220023

Dacian fished into his robes and produced the fat pouch of gold. He turned to and then handed it to Kay. He met her eyes and his gaze looked rugged and sad, like he had recieved bad news.

Why couldn't he just be more good-natured?

"Give him how much of it you think is appropriate." Said Dacian. "Keep the rest where ever you put all the other gold."