Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20131208054338/@comment-12599067-20131209000651

Jack sighed and hopped of the carriage as it reached the gates.

Jack: "If anyone finds it, do tell me. It means something to me."

He steps towards the gates, his face ashen.

Jack: "Come on. Let's go find a few friends. Cynthia should be in the Two Sisters Lodge, if I remember correctly. Good place for a drink, that is."