Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141124040131/@comment-5543592-20141126033146

"Whatever." Said Artair. He scooped up all the swords and walked back upstairs.

Saerlund was startled. 'You can't-"  But Artair was gone.  Saerlund grumbled in rage, but did little.  For all intents in purposes, Saerlund was having his way.

"You heard what Megan wants us to do, yeah?" His voice was a whisper so Saerlund couldn't hear. "But the question is, do we actually do it?  And would anyone actually agree to it?"