Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131203225639/@comment-24141785-20131207191428

(Poor Keerava!)

C'laro: Glad your back.

C'laro opened the map.

C'laro: South-east... I have to go south-east.

C'laro saw some paper slide out of the map. As he picked up it was a picture.

C'laro smiled when he saw the paiting. It was of him holding his daughter in his arms.

C'laro: She was always a great painter.

C'laro put it away. He head downstairs and walked up to the jarl.

C'laro: May I take some of your supplies? Food, water that sort of thing. I'm travelling a long way.

Jarl: Anything C'laro.

C'laro: Thank you.

C'laro went into a room and started packing items.