Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29038468-20190326013133/@comment-29038468-20190813032237

"Are ye daft? I told ya, the guards ain't taking well to us newcomers. They know there's limited space and only so much food to go around, not to mention the fact the most of these folks got targets on their backs. The Goddess only knows how long it'll be before something happens...Well? Don't just stand around like a buncha glazed over Holstuars, help your comrades in arms here! Least one of your pals is helping out!" The girl says. An older gentlemen rushes over to her and looks very worried. "Miss mayor, the guards are demanding payment for our food! What do we do? From the looks of things, they might get physical!" The man explains. The girl looks at him annoyed. "Eh? Didn't I tell you to negotiate with them blockheads? I only got two arms, two legs and I can't be everywhere ta help ya when your assess need wiping! What do I look like, a Kikimora!? Get back there an' tell 'em that I'll meet with 'em shortly!" She orders him. The man bows his head a few times before running off. "Yeesh, the nerve 'o some bastards..." She mutters.