Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191009222229/@comment-25828117-20191013234117

Kashya could hear the metal moan and groan as well. The winch was making quite unnatural noises that distracted from meditating.

The door to the stables was still open, beyond which lay the storage room where they had plenty of items. Mostly of other people that had given them up before entering the city. Traders, adventurers, alchemists...