Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20150806184438/@comment-26130256-20150807063731

The man spoke the truth, and Uriel found the secret door within ten seconds. He smiled genuinely, a moderately rare event.

"Finally, we're getting somewhere!" he shouted, turning to walk through the secret door. "You kids have fun while I'm gone!" Now, I just got to find Cardamom, end his sorry hide, and get back home...

(Ten minutes later...)

The Blackbriar bruiser had successfully held back his urge to kill everyone, but he was still cursing up a blue streak strong enough to curdle milk and peel paint as he stormed out of Pickle's den.

No activity, Uriah mentally screamed. ''Who is he trying to kid? I know that sneaky sack, and there's no way in hell he just moved here and dropped all criminal activity! He was too good; the thrill of the con was too strong. And worst of all, I'm out three hundred Lien for nothing! I really want to murder something...''