Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140108121051/@comment-12599067-20140109033126

(I'm afraid there is very little I can do in Byran's group right now. I'll see what I can pull while I wait for an opportunity to speak to him.)

Jack brought himself back downstairs, avoiding Anwen's cutting gaze as he slipped back downstairs, grabbing a strip of jerky along the way. He turned to the rest of the group as if he wanted to say more, but something stopped him from continuing. He whirled and followed Byran outside, hefting his bag on his shoulder.

Makoru finally brought Torene to the Ragged Flagon, opening and closing the door as quietly as he could in an attempt to avoid alerting the whole tavern to their prescence. His attempt at sneaking in was irrelevant, however, as it turned out that the tavern was mostly empty. Only the bartender, Vekel, noticed them, and he gave them little more than a cutting glare before turning his attention back to cleaning the bar. Makoru brought his hand off the hilt of his sword and arched an eyebrow, but walked past wordlessly. There would be plenty of fighting to be done in the guild's headquarters, he was sure of it.