Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140708000146/@comment-24449631-20140710200430

"Sad it's not real..."

Rowan looked at Manja.

"Sorry... I just..."

"I'll pour us some." He eventually smiled, hoping to wipe away that pessimistic feeling.

The Normer walked behind the seemingly spic and span counter, not a single hole or gap cut out by some knife or violent fisticuffs. The counter was nice and smooth. Like those new bars in Riften, crossed daggers and such...

"What do you want?" Rowan asked Manja, as he played innkeeper for a bit.