Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141022235724/@comment-11457306-20141023014935

(Remember that Daria, as always, maintains her political poker face.  If she betrays an emotion, I'll let you know, like her jaw dropping in surprise when Dral confessed his love for her.)

Now Daria really was angry and it showed on her face. She stalked to the table and slapped together a sandwich, then turned to limp back up the stairs to gather her gear. An unholy battle, a few hours sleep and an unsatisfactory meal and now they were expected to run off to do the impossible? She would not be hauling a ballistae up a staircase. She'd barely managed to help bring one down and every single muscle in her body ached.

Tasha and Brihanna felt much the same. Tasha bared her fangs in a silent snarl and crunched into the bone she was licking clean, wishing it was a Bosmer head. Brihanna was close to tears.