Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20181023230058/@comment-7262318-20181027121334

“You’re not supposed to,” Shrava shrugged. “Part of the charm.”

She turned her attention back to the fire. “Kazzy, Marsik! How are my two favorite assassins!”

Both men turned around. One man was a reduguard, with a mohawk shaved into his head and clad in leather thief gear. The other one was dressed in an unusual garb, which was as black as night. He. Wore a mask with two white holes for eyes. It was quite eerie looking.

“Oh Kyne, why are you here?” The Redguard, presumably Marsik, asked. “And who are these people? You’re just bringing random streeet people down here now?” He gestured to the group behind her.

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Alfie took a deep breath, reveling in the peace of this park, and looked for somewhere to sit down for a moment. “Yeah... I’ve heard stories about it but this is my first time in here actually,” he murmured.