Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140929032244/@comment-24296957-20150623032117

Amet crossed his arms and frowned whilst the pair walked out of the bar. ''Someone will let me pay. When boaratusks fly.''

He reached for his book - it was still there. Walking back through the town square, it was a little less crowded in the fading sunlight. Over the horizon, the sun painted a brown, crimsion, and orange picture against the clouds. It was pure beauty, on the verge of bliss.

The heir let out a sigh of relief, tinged with other emotions he couldn't quite comprehend. As silence fell on the duo, the gap was filled with the murmur and scutting of the townsfolk. Amet pulled out his book again, resuming where he had left off earlier.

''Sorvano. And he had sons. So they were researching Dust....but then wouldn't they have ties with the Schnee? No, that can't be. The must have stayed separate, but partial. They must've-''

He closed the book, feeling Regda's presence closer to him. "Is there a problem?"