Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-9062114-20131217060534/@comment-9062114-20131219043430


 * The next morning*

Lokir while eating breakfast thinks about Galion and the mission, he knows that his father has never been, necessarily proud of how he turned out. He also thought about how life was in the village, and how he had the rest of his life to live like that, but probably only one chance to join something like this.

Lokir: "Father, I'm leaving for a while."

Sigurd: "Lokir, where are you going?"

Lokir signed, "on an adventure, some travllers and going to look for a beast of some-sort and offered me to come with them."

Alvor didn't know what to think, we he mad at Lokir for wanting to leave or proud of him for going his own way, "what ever you feel is right son" he said while eating his apple soup.