04-02-2017, 01:24 PM
Ursk's hand pauses in mid-air at the priest's command. One bushy eyebrow arches as the dwarf's head slowly pivots to the irritable man, his other hand still resting on the axe. And then...he shrugs. Hand comes off the axe. And he walk a back outside. In Dwarven, he mutters,
He stops when he sees Chrome and Raewyn trying to count funds towards a healing potion. He ponders for a moment, then walks over and wordlessly tosses his coin purse on the table.
[ooc]11 gold that I can chip in[/ooc]
He stops when he sees Chrome and Raewyn trying to count funds towards a healing potion. He ponders for a moment, then walks over and wordlessly tosses his coin purse on the table.
[ooc]11 gold that I can chip in[/ooc]
