Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170125214247/@comment-5543592-20170127185750

The sitting room was sparse. It had a rug, a fireplace, and two chairs, each facing each other at an angle, as if they were set up for a TV interview. In the chair facing Willy sat an old man, with sagging, wrinkled skin, and hair that was almost pure white, and sparse on his scalp. His back was stooped with age and his arms were thin. He wore clothes made of fine wool, and looked moderately comfortable in his soft chair. His skin was shade darker than that of the others in the settlement, likely because of how old he was.

"I will not stop you.  But I must tell you something first.  If you will not listen, then I will not tell.  But Issaquah need small favor from you.  Promise small favor, I tell you what you want to know of Emerald City."