Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20140923034431/@comment-10698960-20141021175546

Nik arrives at the tavern, sitting down an contemplating the message...

Well, we are the Poison Cloaks, can't turn this down yet, but...

He looks around the room, at his men, examing their joy.

We will head out tommorow, the men need some R & R...

He orders a Honningbrew Mead, if availble, and a salmon steak, paying the waitress (he is sitting at one of the tables) after.