Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20200125011422/@comment-27550231-20200126191455

Aro: The guards grew more suspicious when Andrej introduced his compatriots as warriors. He squinted."Warriors... from a far off land... You aren't wanted are you?" The guard's glare reluctantly falling back on the scantily clad women in the group.

Guard 1: "You know there's a toll to enter the town. Two gold. Each." As the guard spoke a couple of guards armed with spears made their way to the checkpoint standing a decent distance away from the group.

Hound: Jorge reclined in his seat as Armata spoke nodding in agreement until the mention of his marriage. "Heh!" He looked down at his glass and gave it swirl as he chuckled to himself. "Yes... the wedding. Hehehe. Ahhh I hope so too. After all I have put myself through I think that I deserve to live a more quiet life." He took another sip from his drink before continuing.

"It is not the quite farm that I wanted but it will do I suppose. But I do not believe that you came all the way for this right? Surely there are more pressing matters to deal with than to personally deal with a trade agreement. So." He took another sip. "What are you really here for? Do you want an invitation or is this mundane task really that important?