Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20200125011422/@comment-25808351-20200215202715

Everyone: Imperia and Aleric stroll into town decked out in lavish, attention grabbing clothing, ones that scream of wealth and resources. Aleric sporting his black and red cloak and top hat, Imperia covered in a extravagant cloak lined with fur, and the black dress beneath that would catch a man’s eyes.

Despite them walking through the dirt and mud, their clothing gained no hint of filth. They remained completely pristine throughout their journey into town.

“And I thought the former warden’s abode was quaint.... this takes the goose. These people have probably never even smelled a nobleman’s dinner, let alone seen true prestige.” Aleric smirked as he looked over the normal folks walking around.

“Yes, Lord Aleric. The people of Harkon are simple, they enjoy their traditions and do not care much for foreign influences. We should remain professional and conclude our business.” Imperia answers quickly.

“Yes well, I think a little culture would do them good....” Aleric then notices a dirty, working man in his path. “Eww.” Aleric grimaces and gently moves the man out of the way with his cane, like a stick.