Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150724223316/@comment-24141785-20150725201627

"Yet friendship is different, no?" Gabriel remarked, taking a deep breath and sighing, "I stand to my point."

He turned around, ordering himself another mead. The breton had his fist tightened, almost on the verge of attacking the Nord.

''Oh great, seven brothers? This fucker must be the most friendliest to his friends...if he has any.''

''Not us, of course. We were stuck together...though some people I can actually call them friends; in its simpliest form.''