Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140317024638/@comment-11457306-20140330161115

(I didn't even know there was a National Marijuana Day.  Wow.)

Anneken was making her way back from the cook tent with a rucksack of food and a pot of stew. The cook had been very sweet, especially after she'd cast a calm spell on him. Galadir would not have approved of the rest of her tactics, either, but she'd accomplished her goal.

Brighid rose and pulled on a tunic and breeches and slipped out the back of the tent. A nearby stream provided a good place to perform her morning ablutions.

Rhiannon stepped outside of her tent and stared at the newcomer. "Who's this?" she asked Emrey. (Now Rhiannon is Imperial, freshly and dishonorably discharged from the Legion.)