Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20151119155453/@comment-5824038-20151214201034

(We can do that.)

The next morning passed without incidence. Talyaras' family were used to her disappearing off and being back at home in the morning, so did not bother getting angry with her. The day was spent wandering the streets of Mounrhold, searching markets for exotic gifts and the like. Talyaras could only think of the evening.

[Timeskip]

She sat down at the same table in the pub, now noticing its name - Indoril's Taphouse. How very ironic, considering the very shabby and common appearance of it.

There was a new crowd this time. Perhaps one or two of them had been there the previous night, but she did not recognize them, so they wouldn't have been considered a threat at the time.