Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20190720092525/@comment-29564364-20190722150419

"Thanks." He grabs the pack and rests it on the ground before him, the front facing up. He opens the main hatch and plunges his arms into the dark void inside the bag. "She never told me to leave. She asked who I am and what I thought I was doing in her bedroom while pressing an axe against my throat. I told her to put it away because I didn't mean any harm, then tried lightening the mood by saying that killing me right then and there would give me a terrible first and last impression of her." he explains again, "Weren't you taking notes the first time around?"

After rummaging a little longer, he finally hoists a wooden chest whose shape shouldn't fit into his backpack, followed by a second, third and fourth. He opens them, revealing all sorts of sweets and bakeries, from cinnamon rolls to caramels, to jelly-filled donuts, the last one being almost exclusively filled with pouches of crystallized honey candies. "Do you take these? Because that's all I have. Well, except for these three coppers." he adds, pulling three coins and a shriveled American dollar bill out of his pocket.

(Alex: You thought they were going to be filled with money, right? Well, SURPRISE! I'm broke.)