Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-25808351-20181130070114

(BT) “To late for that big-guy.” Herruna pulls out some beef jerky and takes a large bite out of it. “Most folk around here know enough about you to want ta avoid ya. But I figure if the boss is ok with ya then ya can’t be all bad” she takes another bite.

“Anyways, he simply said, ‘do no enchant, clean or reforge it. Simply get out the dents, mend the punctures and fix up any broken straps’. He also mentioned it meant a lot to ya and that any messins we did would be resultin in a bad way. And judging from the fact I could put ma head in the palm of yer hand, I don’t think I want to temp the cruel lady that is fate.”