Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141107033353/@comment-5543592-20141108172119

Lorcan, who was tapping his fingers on the empty mead bottle looked sideways to see Veranwen shootig occassion glances at him. Mutes in general unsettled him. When one stared at him for extended periods of time, Lorcan got nervous. He narrowed his eyes at the elf.

"Can I help you?" Lorcan asked her, although it sounded more like, 'Why are you staring at me?'