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« on: May 02, 2016, 11:08:06 am »
"How about you two back the hell off each other!?"
NOW Shina intervenes. She's actually taller than both Ludmilla AND Freyja. She turns to Ludmilla first.
"Before you say a word, girl, my orders are taken from whoever's paying me. And last I recall, that wasn't you. You're only the guy sent here to handle us. If you want us to respect you, then how about you buck your ideas up? Treating your soldiers like a bunch o' slaves ain't going to get you anywhere.
And you, miss Frostwind or whatever.....you have got to buck up your ideas. Out here, nobility doesn't matter. What matters is if you can fight worth a damn and won't run away from a fight. I couldn't care less which one of you's the king's whore or whatever, but I do care if you're going to get all of us killed. That goes for both of you.
I may just be a common sellsword, but I have a vested interest in walking out of here alive and getting everyone out of here alive. Unless, of course, you want a mutiny on your hands. Or want to start one."
