Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170301125240/@comment-25808351-20170302200056

Marcus looks around and huffs in disappointment. "Da, if you say so Hex. Too warm around here for me. No snow, no ice sickles.... I miss Brando and his big ass mustache." His keen ears pick up Hex's tummy yelling and he smirks. "Oi, I think your stomachs trying to tell ya something. I swear, you just get cuter by the minute." Marcus steers Mitternact past Hex and ruffles her hair as he passes.

Marcus hops off his horse and hitches her to a post, he then walks to the bakery and eyes the selection. A wide variety of delectable pies line a showcase in the window, inside there are numerous other selections of cakes, breads, cookies and cupcakes. He takes off his cloak and slings it over his shoulder as he steps inside. Standing at the counter he rings the call bell scans the room while he waits.