Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191209000634/@comment-25828117-20191210230620

Normally there would have been no problem with Garran standing outside but for some reason the zealots of the True Faith honed in on the half-orc. "What are you drinking, friend?" The eldest of them asked with a smile. He held his arms behind his back. The younger among him did not, holding clubs and make-shift blunt weaponry. -- "Nothing, I am blind." The old woman told Scaldor with a flat no nonsense voice.

"Is that a challenge, Naya? Is that what you're doing? Challenging me to cook you something?"