Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150715181657/@comment-24685738-20150720145702

"Wasn't that other guy getting potions?" Hawke asked, glancing back at Martin.

Diana smiled and pushed his gold back across the table. "Save that for more important things, Mr. Warhaft. I can pay for this." She turned and walked away, towards the bar.

After a few minutes she returned, setting his mead in front of him, and her mead and food in front of her spot, before sitting down.