Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140909202110/@comment-5543592-20140915214808

Fritjolf furrowed his brow at Elana. What the fuck was her problem?  However, he would not stoop to petty insults and instead hurried after Azarath, jogging past Elana and Emarrel who he decided he wouldn't give a second thought to. Emarrel was unpredictable and Elana... well Fritjolf couldn't pin Elana. He didn't mind Azarath though, despite how curt the man could be. At least he understood how the world worked. Everyone else was a damn amatuer.