Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151027230116/@comment-24701913-20151027233709

Klo finally decided to get up, and approached the bar. He didn't have much coin, but selling what he couldn't use in the towns had managed to gain him a little.

"Anything." He said shortly, surprised at how much his voice had changed since he last heard himself, then taking a seat and paying the barkeep when he received a bottle of mead.

Klo began to drink the mead, enjoying the taste.