Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150318011410/@comment-5543592-20150319220721

Perdix noticed Samedi speeding by him. He wondered if the guy took off his mask to eat or just sort of pushed the food up there.

Perdix stood beside the throne, not really caring for a seat. He was too nervous for the next seat. For Valkyrie, stuff like this occured daily. For him, this was the first time in his life. He did, however, rest his arm across the top rail of the chair.

Perdix eyed the Matriarch, and wondered if her heart would fail just getting up the steps. That wouldn't be good, although it would be funny in a dark, twisted sort of way. He looked to Valkyrie uncertainly, wondering what his step should be.

(BRB for like an hour.)