Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20150410053941/@comment-26052600-20150418224800

A waitress appears and hears their conversation.

Waitress: You guys planning on going to the Mist Continent?

Martyn: -nods-

Waitress: My dad is a merchant and he plans on bringing fruit to that place. He leaves first thing tomorrow morning.

Martyn: Then it's settled... We're going to the Mist Continent! -Fist pumps-