08-09-2018, 06:33 PM
*A fat, queasy looking Hobling slowly walks his way up from the docks. He has a leather satchel thrown over his shoulder, and leaning on a staff as though attempting to steady himself. He turns his head back to the docks, giving the ships a very dirty look. He quickly covers his mouth, and gives a strained swallow.
After composing himself for a few minutes, he continues to walk into town, now wildly swatting at the evening bugs. Flailing for a moment or two, he stops and looks over the area*
Well at least this place looks nice.
*He reaches into a vest pocket and pulls out a piece of paper, nodding*
Yes, lovely Regal Wood. Excellent.
After composing himself for a few minutes, he continues to walk into town, now wildly swatting at the evening bugs. Flailing for a moment or two, he stops and looks over the area*
Well at least this place looks nice.
*He reaches into a vest pocket and pulls out a piece of paper, nodding*
Yes, lovely Regal Wood. Excellent.