Board Thread:Hosting Game/@comment-33281350-20190116000755/@comment-33281350-20190206171053

''Incrodius tapps the sherif on his shoulder. The Sherif sherif finishes his drink, and tosses the glass aside. ''

"That *hic* Gnome has bean robbing thish *hic* town for weeksh now, und I've gotin nowhare. We got a repart that he *hic* was shomewhere in the narthern *hic* mountainsh, but we shearched the plashe, and only found *hic* some a bunch of dorves."

"He's alsho a mashter of disguise, so we don't have much to go on..."

The sherif returns to his drinks