Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140530170536/@comment-24449631-20140531213322

Samuel walked through the narrow streets of the Imperial city.

avoiding the bigger streets and roads, since his name had been strewn across every gods damn front page of every newspaper in this cursed city.

He needed to call his nerves.

He was this close to going back into the office and punch Geronius "Bishop" Maxus on the nose for what he had done, but that would just escalate things further...

Kni... Samuel looked for his pipe.

As he padded himself down in search of the small wooden thing he felt a cold shiver run down his spine when he realised his pistol was gone. But before he really started to panic he remembered that he had turned it in.

"Sigh..." Knight continued in his pockets, and finally found his pipe. But no matches... So, no pipe for the old Imperial.

He grumbled a bit before putting the pipe back again.

This had to be the worst day of his life.