Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-39791808-20190913232519/@comment-31296352-20190921230735

Robb sighed and nodded. Leaning his greatshield against the wall, he removed his pack from his back. He then rummaged through it until he found his coin purse.

“Yeesh, gettin' a bit light, not good.”  He thought as he held the sack of coins.

“Twelve bronze or twelve silver ya said? What does the silver get me?” He asked tiredly.