Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20200125011422/@comment-27550231-20200131235833

Hound: "No. My dream had nothing to do with fantastical worlds or fighting ancient deities or destroying cities. None of this was part of my dream. I was but a mundane being with mundane aspirations Imperia yet here I am. Hehehe but I doubt that poor hygiene can be called a talent... Ha... It is a shame that it will become significantly more difficult to have these conversations when I get married. I am not sure if she has become a jealous person in all these years."

Flame: The elderly woman prepared the two kebabs serving them in a waxy brown paper. "That'll be eight copper baby. But I suppose that he's doing something. Not much has changed since he came back."

Town center: Bit by bit the caravans began to make their way into the town square and circle around as they began to part ways to find rest areas closer to their desired exits.