Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20170518153821/@comment-2165692-20170520154900

Constance looks at Relvyn "Even the townsfolk have taken to calling her 'Grelod the Kind.' Her very existence has become something of a running joke. Grelod runs this orphanage because she's old, and set in her ways, and doesn't know any other life. Grelod hates... visitors. you really shouldn't be in here." she sat down.

"Coming right up." the barkeep said and uncordek a flask of spiced wine before passing it to him. "San's Spiced Wine, something of a speciality here in solitude, That'll be 7 septims."