Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20140729234006/@comment-24123288-20140731193445

Lianne rested her forehead on the bar doing wht she was told after her cousin unceremoniously dumped her in the middle of Daggerfall to go chasing after the Breton she so obviously fancied.

What else can I do? she thought with a sharp sigh. I'm just pray, my weapons are screwed... She looked to the bandages on her hands, stained red.

And my back is killing me...