Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131104175500/@comment-27783182-20131107121220

j'dharjo sighed, happy, again, but this time didn't hid it. he tried to say something else, for not to nish think he likes eilonwyn, because he does.

"you know, i think amdzel is in his way."

then, the door of the bannered mare opened as amdzel enters with his dwarven black bow of fate, visage of mzund and wraithguard.

"these bandits weren't weak!" he said, and sighed