Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161227141359/@comment-25808351-20170103161206

"Honestly I don't know. I've really looked for jewelry around here, but I would assume they do." As they near the mine's entrance, Marcus hops off his horse and ties it to a hitching post. Leaving his horse there he and Cyndwella both stroll to the mining facility. The tiny excavators go about their business undaunted by the presence of the country's champion or the new face.

Marcus moves toward a small hut made of brick. The cozy looking place has a table out front with a map on it, revealing how deep the mine actually goes. A Dwarf overlooks the map but her attention away from it at the site of Marcus.

"Oi! Ders ma favorite fuck! Finallay came over ta see mei?" The Dwarf hops off her little chair.

"Morning Merdol. Cyndwella this is Merdol Vovonak. Merdol, this is Cyndwella, she going to be my assistant for a while." Marcus sports a smile.

"Aye, I've heard. I expected your new assistant to be some stuffed shirt blatemaw with a stick er ars, but Miss.Wella here doesn't give mei that impression. Well lass, welcome to tha silver vein of Zahmeria." Merdol throws her arms up as if doing an introduction.