Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140928161954/@comment-11457306-20140930032033

Flashback to the night before:

Daria's broth had arrived. Brihanna set it in front of her and then, with a slight scowl for Dralnach, left them.

Daria fumbled with her left hand to manage the spoon. "I'm not some Lady of the Manor, Dral.  I work my stead when I'm home.  Not that it amounts to much.  I pay a boy to care for the stock when I'm gone.  I think a lot will depend upon how this turns out and how much money we have to work with.  We'll see how it goes."