Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141115020857/@comment-11457306-20141116200902

Riona wanted to shove the bread up his ass, but she was too hungry. She turned on her heel, breaking off a piece as she strode across the room toward Megan. She stuffed the piece in her mouth. "Here," she thrust the rest of the loaf into Megan's hands. "We'll share it.  I'm going to see if there's anything that will fit me."

She had only slightly better luck--the boots and bracers which would not fit Megan fit her. She shoved any boys who were in the way aside. She then selected two of the smaller bows and two quivers of arrows and brought them back to the bench.

"I don't know how to use a bow," protested Megan.

"I'll teach you.  It's not hard." She helped Megan strap it to her back.

Megan could tell Riona was still simmering. "You hit him hard."

"I'm really hungry.   Bread won't last long.  We've got no supplies and we have no idea what's in there or how long we'll be gone.  If my Aunt were here, she'd punch Weltrod."

Megan's eyebrows lifted at such disrespect for the General. "Would she really?"

"Yes.  She really would.   She's not afraid of anybody."