Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20190629005953/@comment-3293219-20190720224930

"You'll be fine without them... She needs m- us." Jack sighed, slouching.

"They all do..."

"Dedn't stop 'er from galavantin' off, ento the Oisles, did et?" Quen shrugged, folding her arms.

"Oi thought loike you, fer a bit. But thenk 'bout et. If t'at theng foired arrows, instead, she'd be dead anyway."