Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-9062114-20131217060534/@comment-17114085-20131217183915

"Well my pa died a few years back, remember? My ma doesn't bother me, she usually just tends her garden. She has been really quiet since my pa was killed." says Holmar, he then takes a sip of his mead. "But i do work! I'm a guard, all we do is stand around all day. Somethimes we deal with bandits or wildlife, but Riverwood has been peaceful for a while. Must be all the bandits and the animals are afraid old Holmar here will kick their butts if they attack our town." Holmar smiles at Lokir and gives him a friendly pat on the back, though it was stronger than Lokir expected. "Now let us drink! Orgnar where is your tavern whench?! Tell her Holmar wants another cup of mead."