Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190326124223/@comment-5583506-20190327232634

Shanks tipped his hood, as he would the brim of a hat, to Naomi, before sitting down next to the couple with the intent on listening to the debrief, and hopefully to make the Ghoul and his wife as uncomfortable as possible.

This Shrike, ironically, struck him as his kind of woman: fierce and hardened. Someone who didn't take shit from anyone. And possibly batshit insane.