Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150208032025/@comment-32663439-20150209203312

(These posers are taking the word 'manhood' from meh! It's muh trademark!)

Geistlig approached Aspin, looking at her outfit. "I've never seen your equal of beauty. You are amazing, my love." He kissed her gently.

Kodlak smiled. "But of course, my apologies. I will have the issue resolved, Queen Thryssa."

Avidicus frowned. "No fun..." he said. Sybilla gasped for air, her ability of speech restored. "What the fuck..." she muttered.

"Grima may be a threat, but so are you. How do I know that if I leave my realm to assist you, you won't turn against me? Maybe I should have some collateral," Avidicus said, glancing at Sybilla again. "The truth is, Vulcanus, that I don't trust you. I trust nobody. I'd rather just kill you all to make sure Grima isn't a problem again. But you know how problematic that is."

He reclined in his chair casually, looking back and forth from Vulcan and Sybilla. "You haven't answered my question. What exactly do you want from me? And what are you willing to offer for it?"

Fanari stood up and approached Talion. "Hey, Talion. Do you want to dance?"

Kodlak courteously bowed. "My thanks. Perhaps you would join me for a dance on this fine evening? The least I could do is to show you a fun time." He smiled, gesturing to the dance floor.