"What the hell! I had that inside my loincloth!"
"Told you I was better."
"My hands work better as fists -- and for groping -- than for cutting purse strings, dammit!"

So, a rogue and a hexblade walk into a bar... Too. Fucking. Long. Three hours into Rose (cat girl), three more hours into Grunge (the...grungy guy), quote another four-five for the background.

That said...my new year resolution? More backgrounds. Despite the hideous time it apparently involves for me. Sure I'll get better...

Comment/critique as usual! Characters from a D&D session, Rose belongs to myself, Grunge belongs to, again, the now repeatedly referenced Dread Overlord A. Many, many thanks to him as well for help with perspective alterations, and suggestions on WHICH different shade of brown to use next, because this tavern's got wood. A lot of big, broad wood.