Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-8435644-20140303020512/@comment-24818339-20140310150343

Sebastian quickly scans the room. He runs over to the line to get food. He takes a couple sweetrolls and a nearly rancid piece of venison. He jumped ontop of a table and grabbed a wooden beam on the celing. He pulled himself up, watching the guard whom he kicked in the gut dash through.

"Has anybody seen a Breton run through here?" The guard asked.

Sebastian jumped down. "I think I've had my fun for today." He muttered. He put his hands behind his back, and the guard bound them, but this time with chains. He was forcefully put into his cell.