Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20170721035105/@comment-5583506-20170727031037

"Yeah, I miss mom's sweetrolls", Ylva sighed. "Dad didn't like it though. Said it was no food for a warrior. And definitely not for a werewolf." She glanced back at Helaena, stretching her arms. "You gonna sit with us today, by the way?"

Bethany cracked a soft smile. "I didn't know such a thing was possible", she said. "I am hungry."

"Would be typical of me to trust the word of a villain", Preacher shrugged. "Sometimes I wonder if we weren't taught to be too soft on them. Things might have been different if there was a reason for them to truly fear us. But they know that we are not allowed to kill them and so they toy with us."

Preacher realised how he sounded like.

"Don't get me wrong. I don't want to kill. I believe there's redeeming qualities for everyone, but sometimes I think that the rules are abused by our foes. And I don't like the idea of our own system being used as our weakness."