Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161227141359/@comment-25808351-20170102231829

Eva's face turns red at Cyndwella's mention of a massage and she shyly looks away. Marcus on the other hand smiles and glances over to the embarrassed Kiki maid.

"I'll take care Cynd's massage if you don't Eva.... Now then, today's work isn't a tough one. The Baron simply wants us to visit the Dwarven silver mine and make everything is good. Gonna check the mine support beams, work place moral, etc." He says while scratching his chin. Grettle bursts through the door with a pint of chicken blood.

"Lady Cyndwella! I have the chicken blood!" She hastily places the container on the table.

"Geez Cynd, the fuck is it with you and blood?" Marcus asks leaning over the table.