Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170312190004/@comment-25808351-20170314021446

"You'll probably get more tales of me drunk and acting like a fool." He chuckles. "Well alright, if you really assist." Marcus finishes his drink and grabs his coat. Heading outside he whistles for his horse. The giant black stallion trots around to the front of the house. "Freya, this is Mitternact. This horse has been with me for quite sometime now, can't even count how many skirmishes we've been in."

"Oh you flatter me with all this prestigious talk. You can relax Sheba, I'm not holding you to a strict standard decorum. You like wine at all?" Samia smiles.