Mads
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Re: Can she really be the strongest? (Flayer; GMed by Mads)
The local militia squad, more a mercenary troop, in all honesty, gets the attention of their quartermaster, sending her out to take inventory. She seems to recognize you, waving happily as you both wait for the portcullis to be raised. "Hey, Bree! What're you doing here? I thought the smith's good-for-nothing apprentice would be doing the delivery. Did he pawn it off on you or something? And nah, the new recruits have got the job of unloading their own equipment, the lazy bastards." Noticing that the aforementioned had yet to materialize, she turns, shouting over his shoulder, "HEY, GET UP ALREADY! YER SHIT'S HERE!" Returning her attention to you, quickly looking over the armor, fifteen sets of equipment, all told, she chortles, ducking under the still rising portcullis, "But you've got free time? Once I've signed off on this load, I'm actually, well I guess the best term is graduating, kinda. Done my time and all that. Let some other fucker get the job of counting every little thing." She sighs wistfully, hands on hips, "Didn't even see combat. Oh! Weren't you goin' on an adventure?"
The local militia squad, more a mercenary troop, in all honesty, gets the attention of their quartermaster, sending her out to take inventory. She seems to recognize you, waving happily as you both wait for the portcullis to be raised. "Hey, Bree! What're you doing here? I thought the smith's good-for-nothing apprentice would be doing the delivery. Did he pawn it off on you or something? And nah, the new recruits have got the job of unloading their own equipment, the lazy bastards." Noticing that the aforementioned had yet to materialize, she turns, shouting over his shoulder, "HEY, GET UP ALREADY! YER SHIT'S HERE!" Returning her attention to you, quickly looking over the armor, fifteen sets of equipment, all told, she chortles, ducking under the still rising portcullis, "But you've got free time? Once I've signed off on this load, I'm actually, well I guess the best term is graduating, kinda. Done my time and all that. Let some other fucker get the job of counting every little thing." She sighs wistfully, hands on hips, "Didn't even see combat. Oh! Weren't you goin' on an adventure?"