Did she say 8

Smiles and just shakes her head. Listening to some music now.

The House
Oooh. Ice cream. I'm gonna go get me some.

If I don't make it back here I'll be on Discord for sure.

laughing

Pluck

I needed a bottle of paga, something to eat, and a slave. The first two would served up by the wench that would satisfy the third.

Making My way through the wagons, nodding and speaking to those I passed. I had lived a lower profile for many years. Now as the Commander, everyone knew who I was and wished to stay on My good graces

~pondering both the north and the plains~

The House
...I'm not sure how I got ice cream on my hands when I was the only person who didn't actually have ice cream.

They remained on task, spread out around the perimeter and near the Outpost.

~spotting the commander first, but just still not within ear shot~

( gone )

Well maybe not when Copper gives me 8 pts per game

Closing the distance somewhat between the Mistress and the bucket unsure whether a fist would fly djinn way she watched in what one could describe as somplace between amusement and horror as the Mistress tries to perch herself over the bucket the sway of the ship making it a pretty difficult task,the odds of her not peeing on her own feet or nightgown would be a betting man's nightmare.
Suddenly the cloak was up over Mistress's head ,biting on her bottom lip to keep from laughing djinn watches a yellow trickle run across the deck...yep that buckets circumference was not quite wide enough...
Feeling Mistress's eyes bore into her momentarily before returning her attention to Master djinn thinks its probably not a good time to ask how Mistress slept.
Looking at the mess ,djinn heads to fetch a bucket over water to throw over it so the smell of pee does not linger.

the n9ight was gaining on us fast...the moons rising in the night sky was always beautiful to see...you couldn't count the number of stars in the heavens...there were many and she loved to watch..

the steps taken into the serving wagon were few...larl moving to a hook where she knew bota's would be hanging only to find it empty...frowning big she had to look about the wagon to find what she was after...she did find it though and pulled it from the hooks...slipping her arm into the sling and stepping off on her return trip

tis what I thought

~nails clicking quietly against the rim of my tea..the warmth of the liquid wafting up to sift gently against my cheek~

walking in

Queen Pabst and her Mavs in trouble

The Windy GrassHopper Tavern and Inn
"you mean the falls....that is a great idea..."

He was lost in you in that moment remembering that day that he did get down on one knee. here he was, falling in love with you all over again at this very moment.

Pbr fine wisc beer😄