Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140812170152/@comment-5543592-20140814025755

Emrey looked between Eogan and Brihanna.

"So, are you two in?"

A young man, very young in fact that he was most likely a boy, in the back of the room spoke up.

"Isn't he a Forsworn?" The boy called out. Emrey peered over the crowd of heads to get a look at him. He was probably three or four inches shorter than Emrey. He had dark brown hair, cutt short so that only a little of it jutted out over his forehead. He had big sea-green eyes and an oval, unmemorable face. His defined nose almost came out to a point and it was easily noticeable standing over his small mouth.

"No." Said Emrey bluntly. "He's not a Forsworn.  Eogan, what do you want for your service?"

The Reachman scratched his head. "Uh, a listen to kill?"

"How about a Thane-dom in the Reach?"

Eogan shrugged. "Whatever."

"And Brihanna, you?"