Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26178112-20170214224803/@comment-26383377-20170411042409

Anna instinctively adjusted her footing, leaned her body forward, tipped her head down, and respectfully bowed in respect to the tribe.

"You should check out the Boar's Tusk Tavern back in Revinholl. Now, that's real ale, unlike that hog piss they serve in the Capital." The guard remarked. "They called that crap 'Fine Wine', would you believe it?..Fine wine my ass."