Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140621010528/@comment-25146201-20140629031815

The Duke unstrapped his faceplate and hung it off his belt, where he kept a spellbook and a few potions handy. He casually walked up to the Nordic bartender and ordered a few drinks for everyone, before returning to a table that the Sentinels sat at. The inn in general was fairly busy. Despite it being fairly early, several patrons sat around table, drinking and laughing.