Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160621173144/@comment-28358106-20160622192821

(Praetor)  You reach out into the hallway and grab your clothes. Aurum is nowhere to be seen. You smell your clothes. Almost all of the knightly manliness is missing, replaced by the gentle scent of...lavender? No, primrose...

(Hound) "Ahh, Hound.  Reaver, womanizer...terrible liar.  Come on, I'll never hear the end of it if they find out you were here and I didn't tell them until after you left.  And the LAST thing I need now are five angry, storm-stranded Golems." I begin to head to the house, extending the rain shield to you.