Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20190720092525/@comment-38232361-20190725080222

Richard would listen to Darwin's story about Drenn and the skeleton masked man, shaking his head.

You always were stubborn and hardheaded gramps.

The half-elf then would beam with pride when his grandfather had asked how Drenn wound up in a cell.

"Well... earlier this morning I helped the guard get proof that he was overcharging everyone's taxes and pocketing the excess money for himself!"

Hush would cease his daydreaming and glare at Grim as he snarled at him.

"What... are you up to... you're usually saying... something to mock me..."

He would brace himself to run at him or dodge a spell, or kill him, or do literally anything other than get caught off guard. The Saurian's forked tongue flicked from his mask, smelling the air around ho for anything out of the ordinary.