Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140811160952/@comment-5583506-20140813152736

(Afternoon, gents!)

Varg felt something poke him in the stomach and he grunted. He looked dazed at the man or woman who dared to disturb his sleep.

"I will rip your throat out if you do that again, fucker", he murmured half asleep.

"Is that a way to address a lady?" said Mara and poked him again with her foot.

"Beat it, nightmare girl!" he grunted and turned his back on her. "Let the wolf get some sleep."

She sighed and took of one of her moccasins and smacked him in the head with it.

Varg got up and rubbed his head. "Argh! Fuck! What is wrong with you? I just took the beating of a lifetime back in that pit and this is your way to treat the victor?"

"You didn't win", she replied. "You should have defeated them, not made them surrender. So technically you didn't win."

"Who gives a shit? I am alive am I not?"

She nodded and gave him a smile. "Yes, you are. Anyway we should get moving. The Ashkhan has granted us permission to travel with their trading caravan to a coastal village not far from here. From there we can ask us our way back to our group."

"Alright", he said and rose up on unsteady legs. "Let's do this."