Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20130929194149/@comment-6975131-20131011024423

Verda opened his mouth to speak, then started violently coughing, before retching on the floor beside him. He bent over, hands open, with his palms on his knees. He pulled out a silver flask, took a swig, and breathed in. "Why are we bothering with the covert shit? We aren't covert fighters, we would be most useful creating distractions, so our teamates don't have to deal with s many enemies, plus, it's a lot more fun thn sneaking around, especially in this 1 pounds worth of clothing."

He took a long gulp from the flask, offering it to Sven, he grinned mischeviously."It ain't water, and it isn't any of that commoner stuff either, I always like to get a good feeling before a battle."