Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140528025208/@comment-11457306-20140601230933

Rhiannon groaned and stirred. "Mmmf.  Gods, my head--what the--son of a..." she began cursing in a steady stream, not loud, not excited. It was the practiced cursing of a professional soldier, never missing a beat or fumbling for the next foul utterance. She spoke words that Anneken had never heard before.