Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160722045350/@comment-29458028-20160724020231

Amaryllis drank up some of the mead, then put the rest away in her satchel. She thanked the barkeep and walked over to the notice board, pulling the contract from the board. Looks like something out there needed to die, and Amaryllis herself wanted to be the one to kill the target.

Getting on her horse, which had waited patiently, Amaryllis spurred it on and rode for the barrow.