Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141127202735/@comment-11457306-20141231001548

Gods, a loon, thought Conall.

Kasra raised her eyebrows. "We would need to know a lot more about you before telling you our 'story', stranger," she said. "We are just visiting, seeing the Capital.  I am a bard," she lifted her flute. "I always wanted to see the College.  Why are you here?" She pushed the extra chair out with her foot, giving him a tacit invitation to sit. After all, he might know something.