Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28927430-20160711235724/@comment-28358106-20160712010320

A man [] approaches, dressed in flowing, dark garments. He has an erudite, fatherly look about him, and looks around the place with curiosity. On his arm is a beautiful Golem [] and as they walk they chat easily and stay close together. It is obvious that they are husband and wife.

"I could have sworn this was the place," I say, looking at the letter.

Regina squeezes my arm. "I don't doubt you, darling," she says, "Only I wish we could have flown instead of coming by lightning bolt.  You're terrific at it, but you always say that the atmospherics are bad this time of year."

"Oh, no no no.  You know how flying makes me ill," I say. We approach the steps. I look at my pocket watch. "And, Hound said he'd meet us here..."