Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170128213721/@comment-30797179-20170130174622

Jonasien watched Vislak slip back into unconsiousness, shaking his head. He turned and sighed before sitting back at the bar, unintentionally next to Tarshal, who seemed to be past out. As the publican poured Jon another quart of brandy, Jon nudged Tarshal to see if he was breathing. It didnt really concern Jon if he wasnt, Jon just would rather not sit next to a dead mer.