Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150125115222/@comment-25418438-20150228074010

Damo looked annoyed at Ruiadri's statement and had walked off to the nearest tavern, The Silver Blood inn. He saw that most of his new comrades hadn't discovered the vast amount of fine wines and colovian brandy hidden behind the bar. Damo picked up a bottle of the brandy and poured himself a Flagon, I'm probably the only person around here who'd enjoy this properly he mused to himself as a pang of realisation dawned upon him. These were my parent's people, but they aren't mine...