Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26767096-20160214140723/@comment-26453572-20160214191051

Behind a few peasants, an Elf walks into the tavern, sitting in an empty chair in a far corner. If you were to notice him, you would have seen that he was clad in a light gray cloak, with a green leaf brooch keeping it on his shoulders. He observes his surroundings, waiting for the one who summoned him.