Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20191116020737/@comment-4662333-20191216022719

Fassilion's troubles had led him to the dining room of the mansion. The long dining table set out across the room had its cutlery and plates all set out neatly, as if guests were expected and that meals would soon be served. Like the mansion, thus far at least, the room appeared to be empty of people.

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"Should've left him to me," Dravis grumbled in regards to Fassilion's disappearance. He'd appreciated Alaina's suggestion about the High Elf.

"There's nothing left in this floor," Torsten said as he looked around the place, "Similarly I don't like being trapped in a big mansion filled with gods knows what. We have to find an exit, so let's pick a direction and go with it."

When the Nord finished, he found himself already going up on the grand staircase of the mansion, intent on exploring the second floor.

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"You don't, eh?" Meralys was interested in Rialor's opinion of the Indorils considering theyare her family of birth, "Might I ask why?"

The pair were making way outside the Outlaw's Refuge again, and back to the glumness of Davon's Watch.