Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190226002852/@comment-24510587-20190227232325

"Good morning to you too..." Marr murmured through a yawn.

Dar-Mitaal had been curled up by the fire all this time, attracting some odd looks from the inn's patrons. The lizard didn't seem to care, though.

Mortimer had spent his time sitting motionlessly in a corner - but he was far from idle. The entire time, he observed the patrons, examining their interactions and analysing their social behaviour. It was the best way he knew to improve his social aptitude.

Vyrine came striding downstairs, clad in her full regalia. Her unimpressive height did not seem to take away from the intimidating splendour she displayed.

"Mm..." Rolf uttered, sitting up beside her. "Let's get out of here..."