Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24080120-20140203120532/@comment-7497475-20140207121847

Smirking, Gris intensionally brought Solid Thumper down on the ground in front of her. Using the dust thrown up as cover, he fired the mortar at her.

"My dear girl! All this fighting is weary is it not? Why don't we drop our weapons? Wouldn't a hug be better?"

Gris never expected her to agree with him, but was again testing the effect of his words on her. That was, if the mortar round hadn't taken her out.