A scene from a RP with a friend involving our D&D characters for an upcoming campaign! Volante just don't know how to keep her mouth shut lmao

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" For a long moment, Volante's arrogance was met with silence. Then suddenly the front of her shirt was balled up in Bertram's fist as he yanked her to face him, and white hot anger, pain, and sorrow was visible in his expression. His tone didn't shake, but it seemed to bubble and boil with mixed emotions. "Who told ya that name?! Answer me, Volante! Ain't no one s'posed t' be talkin' bout that! What did they say?!" "
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