Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191120203148/@comment-39280634-20191206065126

(Hound, Carric, Jester)

Lance glares awkwardly at Aleric, having been ignored again, then shrugs and says to Cyndwella: "Oh, I think we're just gonna find another table, we don't want to bother-"

"Aw, let's stay, please !", suddenly Meri urges Lance.

"Uhhh, pretty sure they don't-"

"Lord Aleric said we could stay. Please ? Pretty-please ?", she looks at Lance with puppy-eyes.

After a moment, Lance gives in and let's out a sigh. "Fine, let's find some seats then". Both bow at Aleric and take seats next to Cyndwella and Marcus.

Shortly after, a few more guests, familiar faces, joined them at the table.

Lance noticed a couple of curiosities: First, Ross sounded different moments ago, making him think it's yet another soul on the 'helm', different from Ross and Ellived. Second, there was Prad with his clothes in shambles and a wolf-looking friend next to him, which was odd remembering he was wary of Mamonos assaulting him the night before. Lance thinks that something relly messed up must've happened to him last night, especialy since he seems to be taking the furthest seat, something he himself would do.

He adresses 'Ross' first: "G-Good morning. You... sound different this morning. I don't think I remember that voice."