Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140621010528/@comment-11457306-20140629183029

(One post a day does not a GM make, Fishy.)

The barkeep came over after serving another customer and asked if Damia needed a refill on her cider. He pushed a bowl of roasted nuts over to her.

"No, I'm fine," she smiled sweetly up at him. "I'm really looking for someone, I wonder if you've seen him?"

The barkeep's face fell. "Oh no, it's not like that," said Damia, reaching out to touch his hand. "I've a message for him."