Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20190218061847/@comment-38232361-20190701020309

Richard walks to the cot in the corner of the cell and lays down, picking up a small rock on the ground and carving a small X into one of the bricks in the wall, right next to eight others just like it. From his resting place, he nods to the frigid Automaton, "Morning Kos. Longtime no see."

The contents of the bag are: an unlocked strongbox, aproximately two hundred golds worth of copper, silver and gold. Finally two leather back books, one with the official seal of the city/province with rather low amounts of coin recorded, the other with no such seal and exceedingly large amounts noted down in three categories; taxes, "services rendered," and "additional fees."

As Benvolio cleans the mask, he can feel it slightly vibrating in his hands for just a moment as he gets a rather stubborn spot.

"Mmmm! Oh mao!~♡"

Sylvia's moans could be heard by the guard holding her as he cleaned her up.

"Did I say that outloud?!"