Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-13427943-20160403073608/@comment-24416658-20161031024305

Seiriol immediately headed for the nearest blacksmith. Grabbing her funds for the day, she went onto shore, running for the shop she wanted to see. Finally finding it, she burst in, to the joyous surprise of the man inside.

"Hi, dad!" she said, running up to the blacksmith and hugging him, with a hearty and low laughter in response.

"Seiriol!" the blacksmith said, "Oh, it's been ages since I've seen you!" Seiriol pushed her face into her dad's chest out of embarrasment.

"Daaaaaad," she jokingly complained, "It's only been two weeks, it's fine!" Giggling, she set down her bag on the table, the money inside clinking. Her father looked away, headed to the money.

"That's what we got for this time, dad," Seiriol said, "Raided a slaver today, evidently. Disgusting, the way they treated those people." Her dad looked over the money, counting it out and prepping it for putting it away.

"Did you bring your glider?" he asked, to which Seiriol nodded, "Good. Bring it on over, let's see if we can't give it some fun new tweaks."