Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20140615080921/@comment-24736819-20140616165615

When Gudmundr got inside he saw what the problem was, the bard was refusing to play more songs and wanted to leave.

It seems that someone is in need of a good ale.

"What is wrong, friend?", he asked nicely to the bard.

"We are all in trouble, they are coming and I want to get the hell outta here. As soon as possible, if you could pay me I'd be on my way.", the musician was clearly scared about something.

"Relax, friend. Relax. Here, have this while I go upstairs to get your payment.", Gud gave the bard on of his strongest ales and in no time the bard was again playing his music.

''Alright, he's not going to give trouble anymore. But I wonder what he meant with 'they are coming' stuff.'', the big nord went outside once again to think.