Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141115020857/@comment-5543592-20141116042207

"Let's ask Weltrod." Said Artair. They walked past the soldiers who paid them no mind. Weltrod was in the sitting area, on one of hte couchs, sitting across from a man in comfy chair, who was older than the General himself. He waved the boys over when he saw them approach.

"Artair, Daynas." Called Weltrod, "This is Legate Hummel." He gestured to the old man. "His men are taking inventory of the armory here." Hummel gave the boys a nod. "Gentlemen." His voice was a little hoarse, like he was thirsty.

"As Weltrod said, I'm Legate Hummel." He sounded like he was important and knew it. "Have you heard of me?"