Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20200820153125/@comment-25808351-20200902235141

Flame: “Well my lady, I shall take my leave. The night is young and there is much to do.” Aleric takes a small bow to Patrizia, so does Imperia and Walter.

Cerberus does not, however. He instead is eyeballing the catering table and the trays of fresh cooked meat. The smell of the food is strong in the air and his stomach growls.

(Ok Flame, when you’re ready point me to who I need to have Aleric talk to. He want that airship!)