Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20140928191343/@comment-29458028-20141004160726

(An excuse to allow Louis to wait)

Louis knocked at the door of a watchmaker, until the man opened up. The old geezer gazed at him, till he held out his broken dwarven Chronometer. The old man's eyes immediately lit up. It would be a challenge to mend such an exquisite piece.

Louis handed the chronometer over and took a seat as the old man fussed over his watch. He was feeling unsettled. The number of supernaturals he had detected were abnormal. Generally, he should be detecting none of them.

Louis missed his own kind. The half Auroran people who lived in his native kingdom. The lands that he walked were alien and unfamiliar.

(I have another character planned)