Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200423213810/@comment-25808351-20200613005830

Lance/Tikkit/Isaac/Knight:

(Lance)

“Ya know, this isn’t going to easy. You expect Cynd is gonna accept all this convoluted shit?” Marcus shakes his head.

(Tikkit)

“Yeah, it is gettin late. And thanks ta Pretty Feathers I made a killin tonight. I suppose I can close up.” Penny hops off her seat.

Immediately the tiny Holstaur begins making her rounds doing “last calls” and dispersing the drunken patrons.

(Bertram)

The Bunyip’s face turns as red as an apple, and she dunks her head below the murky water till only her ears could be seen.

“Yeshga.” Sounded from the popping bubbles forming from the Bunyip talking beneath the water.