Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141007044356/@comment-11457306-20141012185052

(LOL, I'll just bet he stole a glance.)

When Daria had scrubbed until her skin felt clean and tingly, she dove back under the surface to rinse the sand off her skin. She rose again and floated in front of Dral.

"What is it you are trying to say to me, Dral?  I get the feeling you are trying to tell me something and yet you are skirting all around it.  Speak plainly.  We are not in a royal court where one plays with words.  We are in the middle of a war in Valenwood.  We might not get another chance."