Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131113000143/@comment-10197675-20131116190357

Cleingle started to recognise the voice.

Cleingle: Manja...oh, well i do apologise, i did not notice that the guards were that angry with you... they might of forgotten all about that by now anyway, it was three years ago, i could turn myself in there and clear your name... i would not mind a couple of years rest in cell... now please would you mind calming down a little.

Cleingle then heard a familiar orcish voice behind Manja.

Fat Orc: THERE'S THE MAGGOT AND THAT FEMALE IS TRYING TO FREE HIM.

The orc then raised his war hammer.

Cleingle: Behind you, that fat basterd, i think he is there!