Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20141225000533/@comment-24760123-20141226235903

(A tribute to my fellow RPers, Ya know who you are!)

As they entered the inn, Caius noticed a strange group of people sitting at the back of the inn.

One was wearing a rather unique duster, with a strange symbol on the back of the coat. The guy wearing it had black hair and was short.

Another one was a Dremora Valkynaz in a dark grey robe. Despite the Dremora’s high rank, he spoke humbly.

The third person sitting at the table was a woman in a white toga. She seemed to give off a godly aura.

Currently, they were having a conversation, an interesting one at that.

“HDS, you sorta metagamed again, how in the world would someone hear a whisper from the top of a tower?”

“Sorry Courier, I just edited my reply!”

“Stormeh, exactly how many masks are left?”

“Apollo, you may want to ask HDS that, I’m having a slight issue with the browser…”

When Caius asked the innkeeper about the people, the answer didn’t make much sense either.

“I honestly have no idea; they just started coming here a few days ago. They attract some attention, but never bothered the regular patrons. Except for that one time the woman asserted that she was the sun god. Pretty sure the poor bard is regretting that comment…”