Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26258526-20160515191813/@comment-26295802-20160516020800

Travian Sackett wrote: High Prince Imrahil wrote: Travian Sackett wrote: High Prince Imrahil wrote: Travian Sackett wrote: Bernard bows before Calavar saying, "Yes that will be taken care of, but first you should mourn. It is a great loss you have take." "The wind blows, the leaves on the tree grow red, fall off, and grow green again. We shall die one day and become the dirt that makes the grass we eat, that will make the young Colt grow strong. The natural patterns of nature need no sorrow or mourning. Now where is the food?" Bernard walks him into a clearing saying, "I apologize but most of our housing is underground. Perhaps we can begin construction of housing for you and your men?" While he says this a feast of gryphon meat, potatoes, mushrooms, and beer is brought out for the centaurs. Calavar looks at the housing like a piece of rotting meat

"Thank you... But I think we'll be okay without." Bernard seems devastated saying, "Err. Well what then would you like to eat and I'll have my men fetch it promptly." "You have... Multiple types of food here?"