Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200326185554/@comment-28358106-20200404170126

After nightfall, when Dorian has confirmed the commander's deposit, he makes his way to the brothel. He is let into the room where Alaric and Imperia wait.

He turns to Kelthia. "I should like to dine, my dear. Lamb cutlets with a nice port, if you please." Then, Wordlessly, he steps forward, draws the letters from his coat pocket, and lays them on the table before Alaric.