Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20150608200409/@comment-25038310-20150624201020

Hilda nervously looked around. Some mercenaries were enjoying a drink, although it was at first unclear if these were the mercenaries they were looking for. She looked at a group of mercenaries that walked passed the inn.

She recognized an orc with orcish armor and a dangerous pair of ebony swords passing the group - she instantly recognized the mercenary as one of the mercenaries earlier in the inn under the command of Pontius.

"- An' they just headed off in the middle of the fockin' night north a' here! Those maggots are insane, I tell you! I'm not gonna risk me life knowing that a few dozen fockin' draugr are waiting to sink their teeth in me flesh! Arnaud insisted, but I was like..-"

"Audax." Hilda said, poking Audax's side with her elbow. She gestured with her head outside, particularly to the orc that just passed the window of the inn.