Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25356210-20160307203945/@comment-25038310-20160313174731

Johan rolled his eyes at the wounded man and his futile attempt at concealing his wound. Above that, he even sounded drunk, only deepening his dislike for the man.

He turned his head back to the woman, who sat next to him at a table for two. She had long curled black hair, plumpy lips and a pair of deep green eyes the kind any man would drown in. Johan knew her tricks and how to counter her seduction, much to her dislike.

"You travel with them?" She asked softly. She had a bandana over her face that consisted of grey wool, muffling her voice.

"Yes. They're troublesome and loud, not subtle at all like you or me. But they are perceptive - or atleast one of them is." Johan muttered. "You just get back to where you belong. We will meet again soon enough."

The woman nodded, as she go off her seat and placed a hand on Johan's shoulder. It was a strange but romantic gesture. She said nothing as she just stared at him for a while, before leaving the place.