Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26178112-20160319065820/@comment-26178112-20160409062553

alex: no... *an almost exact carbon copy of the village chief comes in, wearing even more expensive clothes.* thats him... *he watches as the old man pouts and shambles out of the tavern with his black rock, then approaches  the two of them.* "ah, i am belarus, you must be his guards?" alex; uh... yeah.