Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140822032436/@comment-10906938-20140824204956

(Galadir lived in Audrion, the island to the east/northeast of Alinor, the big island)

As some muttered conversations returned to the inn, a cloaked man (I'll give you all one guess) entered the room. He made his way over to the bar and spoke quietly to the innkeeper. He sat at a table off toward the side, yet not fully in the corner. Galadir was drilling holes into the back of his hood. After a few moments, he stood and began moving toward him. He paused just behind him. The seated one put his mug down and slid it slightly to the side. He made no move against Galadir.

It all happened at once. Galadir grabbed the hood of the man in front of him and yanked back. The man-- mer (big suprise, right) as it was revealed now-- rose, spun, and threw Galadir's hands away. The taller one grabbed his little brother by the collar of his robe and marched him out.