Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20141206061705/@comment-24685738-20141207234636

Zanae nodded, somberly, though she had anticipated that reaction. She hated her armor, no matter how useful it was. Compared to the loose and flowing Akaviri robes she had worn before, it was tight, and constricting. She headed back into her tent, not bothering to put more clothes on, and sat down on her bed, beginning to write an electronic letter to her friends in Akavir.