[WFRP] The Bloody Crown XIII

[Thragka]

Urgrim wandered across Jarla's path, a little unsteady, as she was walking to the door.

"Schreiber!" he announced, having forgotten everything about the last time they'd spoken. "When you shot that walking uzkular ..." He pointed a finger up into her face. "You stole my victory!" He made a sour face, but broke into a snigger almost instantly. "C'mere," he said, slapping Jarla on the shoulder, "I owe you a drink!"