Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20170404135010/@comment-13488655-20170530225411

"... Ok. House chores. Got it." Arthur replied to Margrit as he took off his coat, tossing it onto the roof after taking off his sword and gun, keeping them on his belt. He easily took care of the garbage and then began to move onto the brindge, testing them to see which ones needed to be replaced.

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Flint listened carefully to the song, starting to smile as he saw his cousin play on it. She truly seemed to love to make music with it, even if it was a sad melody.