Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20161110213706/@comment-25870342-20161204190630

Faloarn thinks for a bit. He pulls out some paper and a pencil. He writes down the dock number for his ship.

"Early tomorrow, see if you can sneak down to my ship and get me. I'll follow behind you when they take you, and if anything goes wrong... people may die."

He looks over at Arlen.

"You wanna help?"