Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150313021631/@comment-24736819-20150316011814

Velaryon took a satchel out of his pocket and swiftly toss it to Sibern. The satchel had

"Control.", he said as he rose from his chair.

"I believe we got enough leads for now with those two, but it wouldn’t be wise to go out as the storm is about to hit the city. You said that this 'Servant' lives on the Ratways, huh? I know my wah around the place, so if anyone wants to check it tomorrow morning...", the kid said.

"I'd advice you all to get some rest.", were his last words as he directed himself to the common space of the Inn. He found an empty seat by the fireplace and opened his notebook.