Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140917204356/@comment-24123288-20140919170914

"Why not Gramps?" Enarrel asked, straighteneing up and unsheathing her blade. "I'll look after her, keep her fed. I'll show her the world. Hell, I'll love her!" She shouted, frustrated he was getting in the way again.

"So move aside and let us be happy, or I will run you through!"