Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160523114310/@comment-27025277-20160528161544

Zarina was in her eagle form flying into the Imperial City. She dropped slowly into the shadows of two buildings in the Northwest corner of the Imperial City and stepped out. She had come to eventually make it to the market district to get some more apothecary supplies. As she strolled through the street, she whistled an old tune her grandmother had when she tended her gardens.