Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170301125240/@comment-28358106-20170301190432

Hex picks up her spoon and begins eating her stew in silence. As Marcus drinks and observes the crowd, his keen hearing picks up on bits of conversation around the room. He focuses in on the Harpy as she holds audience with the curious travelers.

"...just appearred, they said. The boy was gone a full day and all night, and then just shows up at the doorstep of the mayor the next morning, covered in mud and with a cold, but otherwise fine.  They're supposed to be having some sort of feast tomorrow in celebration, if the boy is well enough." The Harpy, holding her flagon with her wings, takes a drink