Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27743663-20170116051854/@comment-27743663-20170123064046

Yawning to himself, Gillian couldn't help but realize he was doing that quite a bit. A sign he was in a good mood, for certain. Looking over to his side and taking the notepad offered, he handed it back as he covered his mouth from yet another yawn.

"Dust and ammunition is of little consuequence to me. Do not worry over them, I shall provide an endless stream with nary but a wave of my hand," spoke Gillian nonchalantly with one eye closed, eyeing the waters. Looking over temporairly to see Coyote eye his wine, and Orion ask about alcohol, Gillian waved his hand, two rounded barrels with cups on them plopping down in front of him. "Take care not to spill a single drop, filth. That alcohol is worth more than your lives."

Deciding to get up from his chair, Gillian stretched a bit, his chair and umbrella vanishing behind him. Hands in pocket, he looked over at the ocean, his eyes dull and bored.

"They're merely difficult to acquire materials. Rather than spun tales of grandeur, it's more fitting to call this item recycled waste. Mind you I a simple blacksmith, and it shall only be used to take back what is rightfully mine," said aloud Gillian to no one in particular, appearing more as if he speaking to himself, "all rumors pertain to water, which bodes for nothing well. If I truly had to say, my thoughts would be in an underwater entrance. As for our departure, we leave one all my vassals feel up to this challenge."

Wait, something was slipping his mind. What Orion brought up was a decent point. Sleeping arrangements would be a bother, and his house was the usual mess. Looking at his vassals, he couldn't help but toy with an amusing idea he's been told by countless people before in the past. There was a maid here now, wasn't there?

"Without a doubt, my accomadations have several locations for privacy. However, at the moment it is rather...unslightly. In that regard, you, maid," waved Gillian, motioning towards Sachi with his head, "you'll receive an advanced payment if you tidy my abode in thirt-no, ten minutes maximum. Make it presentable for the other livestock. As Mister Orion has brought up, we shall deal with sleeping arangements once it comes time."