Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200423213810/@comment-25808351-20200503121727

Tikkit/Lance: “I ain’t afraid of no Soldier boy. He’s probably an uptight, “do right”, dingle-berry eater!” Romp laughs, and shouts.

Penny raises her eyebrow, then looks to Vespiraa. “Pardon me, Pretty Bird.”

Penny walks up to a lantern that houses a violet flame. She taps the lantern several times before.

“Hey, boss! We got some drunken sob sucker lookin for his shit to be kicked in!”

(Back at the Jaghund Estate)

Cyndwella stops her laughing long enough to hear Penny’s call. Like a boss, Cyndwella immediately snaps her fingers, becoming incredibly serious.

“Shmooples!” She shouts.

“Yeah?” Marcus replies.

“We got a shit-heel at the Owl’s Nest in need of a stern talkin to!” Cyndwella says in a tough tone as she floats to the ground. “Lance! You go with him! No buts either! Or I’ll shove a pinecone up your pisser!” Cyndwella jabs her finger at both of them.

“Right, let’s go kid.” Marcus gestures to Lance to follow, grabbing his large hunting knife and tucking it into it’s sheath on his belt.