Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34818102-20180916181256/@comment-25808351-20180923003931

“Far ahead of you, mage.” Marcus pulls out his coin pouch and places a rather generous tip on the table for the Hellhound waitress when she returns. “I could smell them before they got here....” The sell sword shifts his gaze to the Slayer.

“Tell me, Slayer. What’s your name?”