Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-11457306-20140712122513/@comment-12599067-20140718024723

"That is not your fault, Tegan. You needed to know for you to plan further. Besides, I am following your lead. My axe is yours. Metaphorically, that is," Bjolmar smiled. "Although that may yet change."

It was at about that time that he noticed the scars on Tegan's forehead. Frowning, he rose and took a seat next to her, after checking outside to be sure that neither Sysene or any of the guards were around, of course.

"You've got scars," Bjolmar noted, brushing a lock of hair out of the way so that he could see the battle scars more clearly.