Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20180307023000/@comment-28718853-20180317175827

The Minotaur casts Reby a cold stare. Her hand clenches around her morningstar to demonstrate that she had zero tolerance for any funny business. Still, she speaks to Reby with a respectful tone, "You're looking to get down with Octavia? She's a sweet lady who uses wine to boost her fun.  It's three hundred gold up front to have her.  If you don't have that kind of money then there's Bridget.  She's a Devil, but her price is sixty gold.  Payments are an afterthought for her."

Down the hall are three doors on the right.

As Arianna continues forward, her nose is met with the scent of freshly charred wood. When she reaches the top of the small hill, she sees that Dravela was thankfully not under any attack, but she was staring at a scene of pure destruction. A completely wrecked caravan lay along the road. Pieces of charred debris and a few deceased humans lie scattered about. Two massive black scorch marks are present on the road and a small portion of the forest is burnt away.

On the side of one of the wagons is the Order insignia.

Dravela turns to Arianna with a sullen expression and says, "This was very recent."