Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20181011112613/@comment-7262318-20181011115523

“Ha! An instrument,” Krozum laughed, before slicing off an end with one of his claws. “Very well, bard. Take it.” He pushed the much smaller log over to the flutist, just as the others arrived.

“Lord Krozum, I have brought the visitors,” The guard bowed. Everyone could now get a good look at the King: Easily 9 feet tall, hairy, ugly mug, but he looked remarkably clean and hospitable for an armored-up troll.

“Very good...” Krozum nodded. “Return to your post. You are dismissed.”

“Uhh...” Baros sat wide-eyed, glancing back at the others with a look that what in oblivion is this?!