Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160407172439/@comment-5426290-20160420213536

For the whole 15 minutes Trivalti had silently been contemplating Afl to possibly be a Tanuki. To fool a mindless easy to anger golem out of a golden coin was one thing, but a whole bag of ancient golden pieces, surely the tool was not THAT idiotic. (BTW, if you suddenly start talking about said gold, I'll call you out on meta-RPing. =P ) With taking the bag of gold the 'old man' could easily buy a small town for his own enjoyment. "No.. I don't believe him to be a prophet, something else perhaps."

Snapping out of his thought the hero chuckled. He had momentarily forgotten his own brilliant importance and how the squire easily fooled by the hobgoblin needed his wisdom and help. Scowering the horizon for an island he saw a faint outline under a grey cloud, the dark fog seemed to circle the island in a way similar to the Misty Islands, but it was different, controlled somehow. "I do believe my skillful eye sees land over yonder. Twenty degrees to the left and we should eventually more at an outcropping not hidden from the radiant sun above."