Adeline.

𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙤

an overstatement, he was actually in a great deal of pain. the worry on her face had stopped him from saying so. but alcohol could be very beneficial as a pain killer. "Oh, always. It's my turn to pay, isn't it?"

That was a shared sentiment. He missed her camaraderie when he was away with his own colleagues. If they could be called that, really, they were just a group of people who happened to take up the same jobs. "barely, just a precaution. don't want it going bad because I didn't -

"wouldn't be any good at our jobs if that was the limit." he's too busy sorting out this rag to notice. flattening it out, making sure it's not dripping everywhere, and then ever so carefully tucking his hand under the bottom hem of his shirt to place it on his waist. "free of-

Pokes the reader with the tip of her spear.

“ I’ll have one made in just a moment; focus on setting your things up. I will take first watch … or you. Whomever will make you more comfortable. ” Truthfully, the paladin did not care either way. She wouldn’t get sleep anyways. Crouching besides the little makeshift —

“ . . . ” Agni sighs, then, sheathing her blade. “ I .. apologize. I will not harm a random individual who poses no threat to me; make camp. I assure you, no threat will come to you. ”

“ tuna is a pricey fish. some of them are this big.” taking his hand and bringing it up a handful of inches above his already massive stature . “ merchants pay a handsome amount for those things . come on Ser Adeline, the coins aren’t going to bite.”

“ I am not someone to feel safe around. ” deadpan.

no need. ( uses a scroll of fireball on the body. it is incinerated—— )

☺️

bench pressing a deceased orc.