Tag: ugliness x 1

The fatigue lay thick in her head. It felt as if her brain had been wrapped in cotton swaddling and could no longer fit in her skull without pressing tightly against the bone. It wasn’t pain, not exactly, but it was a distraction and distractions were never good during a game. At the conclusion of the hand she rose from the table and slipped through the gap in the heavy skins.

The chill air outside was a both a physical shock and a visceral pleasure after the stuffy heat of the tent. She inhaled deeply through a wide smile and swung her arms in a few energetic circles, earning herself a sharp look from Gearjammer’s Orcish bodyguard. She nodded at him politely.

“Good afternoon, Mondo.”

“Miss Georgi.” Losing interest,...