Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141204044051/@comment-25101508-20141210200907

"There are multiple inns. Pick one and I'll make the arrangements," Flavius ordered.

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A single Imperial officer, escorted by only three footmen, asked for entrance to the Rift to speak with its leaders.

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"You don't even know where he is! He was either a slave or slaver, or perhaps a passing merchant or adventurer that found the mother. I know that for sure!" Rolph said before one of his sailors started to shout.

"We got a Sea Mare ship that's in our way," the sailor said. Rolph ran up to the poop deck (fucking hilarious) to check what was happening; a ship with a torn banner of the Sea Mares was nearing.

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"Thank you, Madame," Eldarnil commented.

"Uh, why do we have to sign with this ink?" another of the mages asked.

(I gotta give these mages names. I'm tired of typing: Another mage said this.)