Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140308235607/@comment-24449631-20140322164233

The woodmill in the lower district was full of cobwebs. It must've been deserted about five years ago. Probably after the city expanded to the island's shores and encapsuled the mill, making it hard to get any work done. Most furniture was taken but some worktools like plies and wrenches could still be found lying around. Though, they were a little rusty. Because of mill's vicinity to the water and the windows were taken out, the building had become very moist. This was evident by the wood out of which the floorboards had been made. They were extremely dark and creaked at slightest touch. Underneath you could hear the water of the lake gushing calmy by the small current of passing boats further down on the lake. The mill had been build on top of the water.

Rowan had enough of the man's silence. He wasn't going to wait any longer for this shadowy man.

The nord stood up from ledge he had been sitting on and walked to the man in bonds on the chair.

"Come on now, you've had your rest." Rowan said as he smacked the man on the head. Not extremely hard but, not that soft either...

I want to get out of here. He thought referring to the abandoned wood mill.