Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36093391-20180706073900/@comment-27950421-20180706185206

(I got no problems with long posts. I've been known to drop a wall of text or two myself. Yo Tikkit, does you Dorome character have any form of tremor sense or anything that let's her sense things underground beyond what a human or mamono with normal sensory abilities can?)

In a more secluded corner of the tavern, a man sits with a back to the wall and a small meal, going over various notes and scrolls. Despite doing this work, he also appears to glance over to the various other patrons of the establishment, listening in on conversations and keeping an eye out for anyone approaching him. While the notes and scrolls give the impression of a scholar, his clothing show him to be a traveler, bearing the wear and tear of long travels and frequent hardships. Leaning against the wall within easy reach is staff, adorned woth arcane runes and giving off a dull red glow, his cloak like wise appears to be enchanted.

The floor boards under his table occasionally creak despite the man not moving. Had the tavern been quieter, one might have heard the sound of something very large breathing coming from beneath the ground.