News: In The Footsteps Of A Hero

Accepting the drink, she smiled wryly and nodded her thanks to the dwarf at the end of the bar -- if she had been able to say thank you, she would have by now. However, caution still reigned here, and she sniffed the mug carefully before taking another sip. Ha. Who said that women couldn't drink as well as men? She blinked back the sting again and forced all of her will into keeping her head from spinning. There. Nothing a half-orc couldn't do. She grinned. Really, the only thing that kept her attached to that race were her teeth and her bones. Personally, she thought herself unbreakable. Pulling a coin out of her purse, she flicked it down the bar to the dwarf, in payment. It would be her wordless thanks. [See Similar Topics]