Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140629231702/@comment-12599067-20140701022319

"Stop whining," Bjolmar grumbled to Verri'Anna, having taken a pickaxe from the cart as he had done many times before and begun to split ore from the rocks. "You'll get used to it quickly, as long as you don't think too hard about it," he answered.

"HEY! SHUT YER MOUTHS!" some angry guard with a thickly accented voice said as he happened to pass by, smacking the back of Bjolmar's head with the handle of his spear. Bjolmar nearly stumbled forward but caught himself, then looked back and glared at the guard as he disappeared down the tunnel.