Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-37315504-20190714190018/@comment-29435884-20191202122615

A pair of weary travellers finally break through the storm wall, seeking cover in the wintery ruin before them.

As the pair head further into their shelter, a lound voice calls out to them

"Aye, bitch! This is our place. Leave your man and your gear and maybe we'll let you live!"

It's goblins. a whole pack of them. The woman responds by pushing her husband behind her and raising her rifle.

"You want my gear? I'll give it to you. one bullet at a time!"

(New pfp. It's the really cute half-dragon from the game I'm really bad at. FUCK YOU ASYLUM DEMON! NOT THIS TIME YA PRICK!)

(if that was too vague, it's Crossbreed Priscilla)