Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20140618133434/@comment-24481083-20140619040138

Stumbling foolishly in the darkness, Iju hastily pulled over a leather tunic over his undershirt and belted his breeches, pulling on his boots and greaves in a half practised art of dropping metallic pieces and knocking foreheads onto walls. When he was done, he realised he had worn his shirt backwards, and had to do everything over again.

When that was done, he open the curtains and screamed softly in agony as the light burned his eyes. Slowly, as he regain some sort of vision, he noticed a fluttering piece of paper near his windowsill, stuck beneath a stone. Unfurling his new found gift, he read the words on it with slight disbelief.

When he was done he crumpled it, tossing it over the window, the contents memorised. He, at least, had work to do. And it involves a large amount of packing as he turned back and surveyed his belongings. Shrugging his doubt off he tossed in a couple of change of clothes into a leather rucksack, a book untouched beforehand and a few other items worthless to others but valuable to him. Satisfied, he slung it over his back, open the door and walked down into the common room of the inn.

" 4 gold pieces. " growled the one eyed innkeeper as he wiped a dirty cup with an equally dirty rag. Iju frowned and pulled out 3 coins, all the money that he had.

" It's all I have for now. Give me a couple hours and I'll get your money back ser. " pleaded Iju weakly.

" I don't think so, ginger." the innkeeper rumbled.