Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190219030909/@comment-7262318-20190219155107

"I... okay," Alvoran muttered. He was not going to try and convice her after that whole ordeal. "Fair enough...."

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"Oh what? You don't like the idea of two drunken nords murdering whatever poor bed they fall into?" Shrava said innocently before laughing.

"Naaah, I got money... puh-plenty of that," He muttered. "Tell you what... gimme yer' shield and... and we'll call it even..."