Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26446054-20160824101510/@comment-27922180-20160827120426

"So where're you headin'?"

Dan glanced up to see the barkeep attempting conversation. Looking around and finding no other patrons, Dan assumed that he was unfortunately the one being addressed.

"Heading up North."

"And why's that?"

"Haven't been."

Dan waved her for another drink in an attempt to end the conversation. Unfortunately, it didn't work.

"Foxhounds are up North."

Dan put down his payment and walked toward the door of the Weary Merchant.

"Well then, I'll see them there."