Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200201220132/@comment-5583506-20200204002845

As Clodagh approached the tent she would hear rowdy laughter from inside as a sweet and melodious voice finished some hilarious tale that definitely required further context.

" ... and so the mother of the Orc says: 'Well, he sure wasn't green when I got here!'"

The Imperial soldiers sat gathered around a table where they burst out laughing, spilling drinks and slapping at knees. "Bloody hell, that's good", one wheezed. "Another one."

"Heh? You want to hear another?" the little voice said from in-between the men. "Very well, just one more then. We are waiting for someone, you see."

"Will you be eating as well, Your Grace?" Kashya inquired.