Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20140409182001/@comment-25012303-20140409215813

"Because I killed a man 200 years ago."

Wimber said, without facing the man. She hated drunkards. Not exceedingly, but enough. The irony about  this fact, was that she was so insane people used to think that she herself was constantly sh*tfaced. But that was when she could see people, and they could base an opinion of her.

She sighed. "Here."

Waving her hand, she willed the drunken stupor to be leeched from his body.