Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131228033942/@comment-12599067-20140101210151

Jack felt a drop of rain on his head, then another, and another, and so on until he could tell it was going to turn into a downpour soon. He muttered a curse under his breath and quickly led the adventurers back to the inn. He shoved open the door and automatically recoiled. "What in Mara's name is that stench?" he hissed, trying not to retch.

He looked around for the others and found only Anwen and Nahlgaaf sitting in the corner. He scowled and walked over. "You better have that damn Scroll. I was sent to a crypt and ended up fighting an undead king because of that little escapade of yours," he growled.