Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-25726032-20161030025804/@comment-26821421-20161030200940

Bryson felt Melakey's awakening in his SOUL, and mentally chuckled. 'G'mornin' there. Good sleep?' He approached the counter. "Hey, I'd just like a cinnamon bunny, please." He began pulling out his wallet. It was a tan color, made of leather. He pulled 10 G out and set it on the counter. "Tell me if I got the wrong amount. I can forget the prices here sometimes."