Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-768817-20140928225929/@comment-768817-20141012060104

He looked back across the grayish tavern.

And saw the two souls left there, on opposite sides of the room.

Still there.

Unchanged by the conversation.

The shield-maiden, armored, and drowsy.

And the mage, aging, with his red robes to protect him from the arid chill.

He approached the:

A. Old Man

B. Shield-Maiden