Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160614222410/@comment-5543592-20160615022641

"If yer little girl arms can manage that." Crimson said, leading her inside.

The interior of the pavillion was loud. There was much shouting as dozens of soldier crowded around various tables or barrels, seven or eight men to each, and played various games of luck.

Crimson drew attention, as he usually did around camp, but here it was much less pronounced, as if the soldiers refused to look away from their games.

"Which one do you think we should break into?  They both love it and hate it when I join."