After a successful raid I, the Barbarian Queen, address my my generals. I am finishing up my dinner of LE and wild boar. I devour the meat, heartily. Ripping it from the bone with my teeth. Then I pat my stomach and belch. Then as I raise my mug, I congratulate my men on their hard work. Then I knock back my and chug, letting out a symphony of belches after. I stand to address my men, showing my cuvry queen figure in my barbaric bikini. I pull out a wedgie to get comfortable, then scratch my buttcheek. We really could use some more comfortable seats. I talk about how our next raid will ... Show more