Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20200125011422/@comment-28144855-20200127002656

Annoyed and in need of a soft bed to rest Andrej raised his left hand in level with his chin then balled it into a fist, and just as he was about to use the red stone on it, he remembered the farmers warnings about using magic in Harkon. Instead he waved his hand in a dismissive way, clearly frustrated.

"Good sir, is it not enough for her to wear my hoodie?" he asked the old guard as he saw him be the only reasonable one around. "I don't see how are my clothes offending in any way. We have a limited amount of currency, only what we were able to earn on the way here by helping the local farmers and others in need of workforce, so I wouldn't want to waste it all until we're able to gain more." he told him honestly, hoping he'd understand.

"At this point I'm up for your jail, provided you have a bed of any kind and a meal in the morning." Andrej said in a defeated tone, taking into serious consideration being jailed as a means of free lodging, earning him an amused look from Jeanne and a worried one from Aoi.