Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190226002852/@comment-24510587-20190228234548

"I need a weapon," Dar-Mitaal realised. "Claws are not good for fighting away from the great swamp."

Vyrine nodded.

"Lots of it. Lots and lots."

Marr stared at the table, processing this for a second.

"Did you tell him in the hope that you two might get together?" He finally asked.