Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140518233406/@comment-24942837-20140520213316

The Nord stares at her, then after a few silent minutes, he laughs.

"Lass, we aren't gonna shoot ya! You obviously aren't a bandit with that entrance, but we have no skooma. In fact, you look like you could use some rest. Bran! Sceolang! Get off the bed!"

He calls to his dogs, and the jump off the straw matress. He smiles at the Breton

"Once you've got some sleep and food under your belt, we can talk. If you want, you can move the bed closer to the fire."