Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-27147599-20181124220120/@comment-27624831-20181125194731

Vox and the Vendetta wrote: “How is the wine?” Casimir mouth curled into a grin. He settled himself onto a seat across from the man, crossing his ankles. The male enjoyed sparking conversations between others, but was mostly shooed away for how bland his speech was.

“Money, a job, a place to live, food, water...” Ezekiel listed tiredly. “You know, you are going to be caught one day. Thievery will get the best of you.” "What those Silvers don't know won't hurt them.", Meredith said, giving him a few coins. "And you could stay at my place until you can get back on your feet.

Reinham glared at the servant. "All that wine on the floor is going to resemble you if you don't clean it up!", he roared at Laura. "You pathetic Reds are good for NOTHING!"