02-05-2020, 05:31 PM
Andrea's eyes grow wide. [Imperial] "Me? An enemy? Ha! I am more a Confederate than any of thou, 'specially thee, miss false medic. That's right, I heard'st thou spewing that all trollop 'bout Northhold as if thou had ever been there. Why, I swear I could just-"
[Imperial] "Milady, please!" Vala begs as she drapes Matyas onto Andrea's back.
Andrea bites her lip for a moment then sighs. [Imperial] "Never mind that last bit. No, I quite fancy my chances. My shield and standard will name me a trueborn daughter of House Halsey."
[Imperial] "Milady, please!" Vala begs as she drapes Matyas onto Andrea's back.
Andrea bites her lip for a moment then sighs. [Imperial] "Never mind that last bit. No, I quite fancy my chances. My shield and standard will name me a trueborn daughter of House Halsey."