Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190221011452/@comment-7262318-20190221014332

"Well you're not being very personal about it, the way you stormed off and angrily got yourself a drink," Shrava pointed out.

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"Any clue as to where he went," Meyline asked, approaching the grave with a slight limp.

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"No, thank you... been a while since I've, eh... how do I put this... met a warrior like you," Torus said.

"I don't mean for that to sound touchy and cheesy, but most of the rabble that falls into the companions these days are rogues, con-artists, and weak-spined mages that don't last a week... You break one finger on them and they run boo-hooing to the nearest guard, you know? We need more people like you. People who can hold their weight in a fight and at the bar," He spat.