Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-31049256-20180129074958

(Flame, Rix) Reby sighs, lookin apologetically at Forjod, "It doesn't bother me Forjie. It's all I ever knew until the Band saved me from it on a fluke. I didn't want to tell you because everyone else gets all weird about it."

She leans forward from her seat, petting Forjod's arm comfortingly, "So don't worry about it okay cutie? Things didn't turn out too bad. I got to meet you and your feisty little girl here," she thumbs at Rix, fully aware of the glare she was likely receiving, "so I say that's a good thing."

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(Vela) "Good toss. Considering how far we are you did good not to over shoot."

Clarabelle then tosses her own bag, putting too much force into it. It flies the fifty yards and smacks the table with a thud, then slides and launches into one of the partygoers watching. It smacks the elf's drink into his face, causing him to sputter as his friends laugh.

Clarabelle simply sags, "Damn..."