Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24218133-20140605183252/@comment-25038310-20140609155509

Zandar arrived at the inn and took a seat, still not seeing the Breton anywhere. (( WHERE ARE YOU REACHMAN)) He ordered a mug of ale as he layed his notes at the table and started going over them. He leaned on his hand and carefully thought of any things he might have missed. He'll maybe have to skip his trip to the Imperial Palace for another day...

He sighed as he took a close look at the people slowly entering the inn, althought there weren't much. The local beggar got chased away by the bartender caught stealing mead. Zandar sighed.