Post by Dr. Osmond Sterm on May 15, 2017 21:19:53 GMT -5
OOG: The tavern at the moment is kind of dead, Osmond sits at a table with a smattering of different papers. Some are designs around the table, blessings, prayers. A page of Prayers written out and in big bold letters, BURIAL RIGHTS NEED TO DISTRIBUTE. A bottle of something from the bar and a bowl with melting ice at his side. Osmond writing a letter every once in a while crumpling it up and burning it in a trash can. Greeting guards or rail workers that enter.