Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160609223302/@comment-5543592-20160612132507

"It's my masculine wiles, I think.  They're comin' like flies drawn to meat.  'Un'undred percent pure, just short of two hundred pounds, Redguard meat." Crimson said with a shrug and an equally shrugging expression. "Anyway I got ta go make sure everything is runnin' smoothly in the camp.  After a kinda whoopin' like that there's bound to be some issues."