Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140809205711/@comment-12599067-20140810194310

"Sysene, I'd said that I would be coming here yesterday and I didn't intend on breaking my promise," Bjolmar answered, raising his hands in mock surrender. "I don't break my promises, lass. Especially if they're made to someone I care for," he added, trying not to feel guilty or disgusted with the lies he was telling as he took a step towards her.

As he stepped closer, Bjolmar suddenly became very aware that she was carrying her twin shortswords at her waist, which did not exactly boost his confidence in his ability to deceive. He had expecting her to be suspicious, but he had not counted on the lieutenant actually being armed or armored when he arrived.

"Why the armor, lass? Doesn't seem like something that'd be convenient to sleep in," Bjolmar noted while trying not to gag, attempting to get her to at least put her swords aside. "Any chance I can convince you to slip into something a little more comfortable?"

(BRB)