on happenings at amatomnes

[slayedaking]

[This face, mun.]

Don't think my brother's presence makes up for this. Bad enough that I know another touched her, now you force me to see it and participate. We shall all be fortunate if I don't run him through.

[Have a trollface from your mun.]

With my sword, idiot woman. The steel one.

This, on top of the draw you've forced upon me to everything with a hole you can stick a cock in.

[The goddess favor was your idea.]

[Withering look.] I'd rather you dropped it, with a price like that. To hell with her favors. I need none.

Comments

[squirrelhunter]

Well, well. Looks like even the high an' mighty have a problem with these asshole muns.

['sup Jaime? Redneck smallfolk drawling at you.]

[slayedaking]

[Oh Seven. Because this day totally needed to get worse.]

Indeed we do. They don't seem to discriminate in their...games.

[squirrelhunter]

Yeah, seems like that.

[A pause.] An' there's a guy in here giving me the evil eye fer even talkin' to you. Goes by the name o' Reyne or somethin'.

... Friend o' yours?