Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34830139-20180709060418/@comment-36129621-20180709082024

''After a fruitless delve towards the foods, Skyes found little more than a few loafs of bread. But at least they hadn't been stale! He munched down on them as he approached a job board. One thing was for sure, he had certain talents which could go well on a market, legal or otherwise. It was there he had witnessed a spectacle between a group of three people. Moreover, an accusation of thievery- and it wasn't him! The tall, lanky man picked a chunk of bread off of the main loaf, holding it up to the rat that had now fully emerged on his shoulder.'' "Hey pal," he called in a half-sympathetic gesture, "Hope ya' ain't got caught. I'd help you out, but there seem to be jobs to be done." The rat nibbled on its bread, seemingly squeaking a laugh after the mocking jest that his owner put out.