Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20170721035105/@comment-5583506-20170725012007

"What was that?" Jerus asked.

"My brothers", she grumbled. "Pieces of..." She wanted to utter a bad word, but found nothing. "... meanies."

"Your brothers are awfully nasty, aren't they?" Talen asked Ylva, confused about how he wasn't noticed throughout the confrontation.

"Surprised you didn't turn on them there and then."

"Oh, I would surely have liked to", she said. "And would've probably gotten smacked silly. They were always stronger than me."

"You don't seem as excited as the others," Diadros said to Bethany, this being the first time that he had bothered to open his mouth to talk.

"I am not", she said somberly. Her voice was always soft and calm, almost as if she was afraid to raise it.

The man with the iron gaze stepped up to a podium and gazed out over the dining hall, looking just as impressed as if he was watching some insect smack against a glass window, trying to find a way out through the transparency.

"Children", he said. "I bid you welcome to the Heroes' Guild."