04-14-2015, 11:57 PM
The Jarl snarls, "By the gods, that stings! It's like a tiny little girl has struck me in the leg with her mother's favourite axe that hasn't been sharpened in many years!" He sighs as he hurls the pouch of smoked fish at the creatures, as hard as he can, right at their thrice damned glowing bullshit eyes.
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Matthew Weaver
An Einish Male of Clan Bothnia.
Matthew Weaver
An Einish Male of Clan Bothnia.