Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-25363089-20161126234015

"I can quite whenever i want. I am just not feeling like it right now is all.". Margrit said as she put a ciggerette in her mouth and walked back outside to grab the mail. She came back in and set the mail down. There were some letters from villages in mistrial needing aid in dealing with grimm. An some stuff about trading but that was stuff for her husband to go over. She seperated the mail and slid the trading stuff under a door that was labeled. "Rasuk's Office.". She then came over to flint and sat down on the far end of the couch. She then pulled out her weapon and with a flick of a wrist launched a fire ball into the fire place creating a small fire. "That should knock some of the chill out of the room. NICKELAE!". She shouted for her son.

"Yeah!". Nickelae shouted back. "Go outside and chop some wood for the fire. An take Flint out with you.". She told Nickelae. "Do I have to?". Nickelae asked back shouting through his door. "Yes now hurry up.". There was a groan coming from Nickelae's bed room. As he came out he was checking his pouches. "eheheheh! Without dust.". margrit told her son. Nickelae groaned louder and undid his sash and tossed it onto the couch. "There? happy?". Nickelae asked his mom slightly annoyed. "Yes now go.". She told him. Nickelae went outside. "Come on Flint.".