Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150918203802/@comment-24685738-20150919203649

Diana shook her head and grinned, tossing a cloak at the Argonian. "There ya go, you Drunkard."

"What?" Hawke asked, figuring it was him by the voice. Upon hearing it, she had almost thrown one of those cheeseknives at him, but she restrained herself.