Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140621010528/@comment-12599067-20140629014713

Avaryn, who had caught a quick catnap while they were travelling to the northern city and was now much more alert (and amiable), grabbed his own pack and hopped off the carriage after Daven, his netch hook still in hand.

"If you don't mind me asking, Duke, do you have any plans for finding this fellow? Given that we don't know who he is and what he looks like, and he'll probably flee if he realizes who we are, I think it might be best that we put together some kind of strategy," Avaryn noted.