Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140927193312/@comment-3293219-20140929111855

"L-Lost count..." Azarath grumbled, too drunk to remember.

"Don't know if half of them do count, since I was... *hic* drunk at the time..."

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Robin arrived in Solthstiem, incredibly tired and drained, they hopped off of the boat and slowly shuffled through the masses, trying to keep a low profile.

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Covin sat on the Jarl's throne, inside the lodge, which had been redecorated with the entrails of the jarl and anyone who stepped in his way, during his occupation of the city.

A small smile grew on his face as he awaited Kor and his men to come and clean up the mess...