Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10906938-20140421012810/@comment-10906938-20140424221745

"Everyone ready? Good." Ranic said, leaving the Cistern. The cold evening winds swept leaves through the streets, and gray clouds hung low overhead. He passed through the north gate and found the mode of transportation. An ornate carriage was ready to go, and upon meandering over Ranic noticed the driver's ring. He was official, and Ranic climbed up into the coach.