Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27825329-20140309042819/@comment-24416658-20140310030821

Thorald grunted as he continued to lift.

"Hmm. Peasant. Now that's an insult I've never had used against me before." Thorald finished liting and racked the weights. Looking up, he noticed Adelinde was leaning in close. ''The hell is she doing? I thought she didn't like me.'' Thorald gave a smirk.

"Hey, careful getting close, people would talk." Sliding out from under the bar and standing up, Thorald shook his arms and cracked his knuckes a bit.

"Ahh, that feels much better. I have to ask though, how the hell did you not get hurt by that hit the other day? My weapon's damage depends on momentum, and that blow had enough strength to shatter all of a beowulf's bones at once." Thorald waited for her answer. ''Either she's tougher than she looks, or she's good at hiding pain. Either way, this girl is quite interesting...''