Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170312190004/@comment-31049256-20170316221125

Baku stands next to Kittycut, each holding two large barrels. The scent of the liquid contents blows into the faces of the group from where Kittycut's claws pierce the wood and a bit leaks through.

"Do they now? What's my girls needin?"

Freya leans into Marcus, whispering into his ear, "Perhaps we should not reveal straight away the purpose of this game if we would have Kittycut participate. You may need to fool her into tossing her blade into the pond somehow."