Spike Posted January 6, 2009 Share Posted January 6, 2009 "So ye say they 'ate water then?", Arwin says with a suggestion of wickedness in her voice. "Maybe I been countin' on me bolts an' daggers wen it's me waterskin wot I need'ter be fightin' wif." To further demonstrate her point, the half-orc unstops her waterskin, takes a mouthful from it, and spits it rather forcefully in the general direction of the nearest no-longer-undead corpse. "Or... p'raps it has'ter be sea-water.", she states, followed by a second brief moment of reverie. "It takes a right daft-arse to fit out a soggy lair like this'un wif 'enchmen wot can't get wet!" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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