02-12-2016, 03:31 PM
If Grimm had a face he would be smiling. The trip he had had with IP was short and filled one of his shoes with an ungodly mess but he had been able to gather some information, so in the end it was worth it. Not only that but he had managed to secure a debt which always provided some security. He was unsure how widespread courtroom machinations were in this world, but if it was anything like his own then having a favour on tap would prove immensely helpful. Turning from the gate Grimm started the walk to Darkshire. He would have to figure out what exactly a proper tool was first but there would probably be someone in the town that new what IP meant.
Darkshire was a few hours away and Grimm had time to burn so he returned to his normal distraction.
"One. Two. Four. Eight. Sixteen. Thirty Two. Sixty Four"
Darkshire was a few hours away and Grimm had time to burn so he returned to his normal distraction.
"One. Two. Four. Eight. Sixteen. Thirty Two. Sixty Four"