Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140213025135/@comment-11457306-20140222170634

(I don't know about other states, but taking off your Cowboy hat and hitting someone with it in the face or the head is just like slapping someone with a glove or gauntlet.  It is a challenge to a showdown.  We don't wear hats as much anymore, but the tradition remains.)

Brighid re-sheathed her weapon and stomped out of the Inn. Anneken considered going with her, especially when Galadir sat down across from her, but the serving wench set her stew down in front of her at that moment and the delicious aroma kept her rooted to her spot. She picked up her spoon and started eating. (You would think Anneken would get fat from how much she eats but her metabolism burns it off quickly.)

Rhiannon was still just as baffled as she had been when the group had entered. Who were these people and most important--who was in charge?