Dubhaine Family/Scein/Roleplays/1019/March

6th March

Summer Evening -- Lesthem

Tulvir Pileran

Tulvir stumbled through the foot hills of Lesthem, clutching at an arrow in his shoulder. He bellowed, as quietly as he could, for his unit was scattered, and mostly dead after the battle.

"CAPTAIN MARIA. YOU ARE A SMARTER WOMAN THAN I AM."

An equally wounded woman came out of the brush to walk next to Tulvir, trying to shoosh him. Tulvir did not notice.

"WHY DOES EVERYONE SHOOT, STAB, OR BASH TULVIR? WHAT MAKES /ME/ SUCH A TARGET."

Maria contemplated Tulvir for a moment. "Tulvir. You're the size of a large Shed."

"WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ME GETTING SHOT?"