<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/IVSd8DU.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Yagnar the Warrior (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=325526.msg15642022#msg15642022) (wearing a white shirt under suspenders)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Barn<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Myrina; feel free to jump in!<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Yagnar narrowed his gaze as Myrina spoke. To the unacquainted eye, it would seem threatening. To Myrina, Yagnar would probably be greeted with an eyeroll. She was not impressed by his antics and it drove the Warrior wild with excitement. The impossible hunt! To make things more interesting, he had heard it from a birdie that she was packing a little extra heat beneath her leggings. His imagination ran wild with delicious possibility, but he reigned it in with a disgusted curl of his lip.<br/><br/><strong>"Tch! As if. Her tits might bounce, Barbarian, but that wench is as cold as they come. She ain't letting you floss your teeth on her muff and the only thing she'll milk from you is coin."</strong>There was only a hint of resentment in Yagnar's voice. Typically, when people disliked Yagnar, it was combined with overt racism. There had been plenty of big mouths that had lost a tooth or two after inappropriate taunts, but Talia's icy curtness was always professional. Sterile. The only emotional weight behind her words was mild irritation and a readiness to for him to remove his lumbering presence from her sight. It made his skin crawl.<br/><br/><strong>"So forget about her. I'll let you do whatever you want to <em>me</em> instead."</strong>He looked at Anna and smiled big, waggling his eyebrows with a silly flirtatiousness.<strong>"Whadaya say? Two is company, but three is a party."</strong>He laughed; as usual, he found himself to be most amusing.