Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20131211044317/@comment-12599067-20131212024527

Jack arrived at the foot of the tower and pushed open the door, the cold rushing into the lighthouse behind him. A pile of bones and the stinking shell of a dead Chaurus sat in front of the fire, and overturned furniture complete with rotten food littered the room. Jack let out a sigh and took a seat by the fire, letting Byran venture upstairs and lock up the cultist.

He shivered and took out his journal, making notes and taking a moment to survey the carnage. "If you wouldn't mind cleaning some of this up," he stated, "I suppose I could spare a few more coins." With that, he pulled out yet another journal and began to write furiously.