Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191103030646/@comment-25808351-20191112044821

@Everyone: Cerberus finished his bottle of bourbon and set the empty glass upon the bar. He silently left the group and headed outside. Upon a high, overlooking archway, he stood out in the cold. The wind blew his black coat violently, as rain fell upon the castle.

Cold and wet, it meant nothing. The red eyed helldog of old watched over his new home. Beorthric’s appearance and threats awoke Cerberus’ protective nature. Watch over your master, watch over his servants, watch over his property.

Aleric looks to the group at the bar and chuckles. “I suggest you all spend the night. Not only has the weather turned sour, but now there are potential zealots lurking on the roads. If any of you choose to leave, I do not blame you.”