Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20150109200212/@comment-12599067-20150113032729

SkyrimsShillelagh wrote: MIoshe snapped awake and pressed a blade that he had hidden in his shleve to her throat. He realized it was Veranwen, and dropped the small knife, laying flat on his back again. Veranwen released the sharp breath she had suddenly taken when Mioshe had suddenly put a knife to his neck, then shot him a withering kind of look.

"Smoke a peace pipe, Mioshe," Veranwen grumbled as she held the bottle to his lips. "Drink," she ordered.