Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170111042546/@comment-32420582-20170113103130

"Ah, but friends being forged in the fires of battle is much better." Okaara replied, taking a sip out of a drink he was given before making a face of disgust.

"Ugh, mead, one with too much honey in it." He complained, 'glaring' down at the mug of the offending drink.

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"We can make division work in our favour." Arcann said, without elaborating.