Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140827094909/@comment-5543592-20140829000944

Fritjof swung around, almost falling out of his chair, to look at Elana.

"Hey!" He called to the two elves. "If you gave her a job, how about me?  You won't find anyone better." He may have been exagerrating a little bit and perhaps boasting, although that was more of a result of his drunkeness than who he actually was. He pulled out one of his katanas.

"Shall I demonstrate?" He slurred.