Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-8359653-20140120062052/@comment-8359653-20140120205513

In a rather lowly and run-down tavern in the city of Stonebridge, half a day's march south of Jehanna... Vakar sighs in relief as the waitress, a young breton girl with a flirtatious attitude, reaches his table, in a corner of the tavern next to the stairs. She brings him his dinner, consisting in a slice of bread, a warm soup and ale. He nods briefly at her, noticing how her smile doesn't really reach her eyes, and begins to eat. "A welcome break after a day of hard work" he mutters to himself before starting to eat. On the table in front of him, besides the food, lie a dagger and a small puch of coins.