Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-30134917-20180409010606/@comment-28372626-20180409204741

A bitter draft whooshes through the newly ravaged tavern. Tentatively, Liana removes herself from her crouching position on the floor. She straightens and cocks her head up, tensing up in case of a secondary attack. "Weapons...why didn't I think to bring at least a knife? Anyone bring something to defend themselves with?"