Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24849899-20151028205131/@comment-26948101-20151029033713

"Oh my, General. These Raiders of yours sound quite formidable. I certainly wouldn't want to be this 'Alabama' dominion." Ilassa giggled.

"I do apologize, Ma'am. Football is king in Texas...."

"'Football'?"

"A contact sport that's played on the professional, collegiate and interscholastic level, Ma'am. Entire towns will fill up a stadium to watch two teams go at it on a Friday night...some of the best players and coaches the game has ever seen come from Texas." He said nervously. It was difficult to describe the sport that was so big in his hometown with an almost clinical detachment.

"It's quite all right, General." she said in a warm tone that indicated she'd welcome more breaches of protocol on his part.

"Where did your sister get the hat, though?" Laskey was genuinely curious.

"Would you believe she found her way to your realm before the war between our two realms?" Ilassa asked.

"Really? How did she like it?"

"She thought the weather was too hot and dry but was quick to point out that the peasants and commoners lived quite well." A hand flew to Ilassa's lips as she realized what she said. "My apologies, general- those were my sister's words, not mine. I mean no disrespect towards-"

Laskey cut her off.