Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160907220147/@comment-7262318-20160929010525

Ja'Keil sat alone in the corner, anxiously awaiting Evelyn's return. He wasn't sure why, but he felt scared, not being able to see her. Perhaps it was the aftershock of her being kidnapped and nearly murdered. He tried to ease his mind by saying she was alright, but still he waited.

Athorian sat alone, too, thinking about Elinnel and Jackal. He wondered if he would see either of them again. He might die on this mission. He might die on the way back. Elinnel might die on the way back. It might be he in a grave, her in a grave, or both. Forever lost. Never had death weighed so heavily on his mind.

Mazga stood alone, meditating. Mongo, meanwhile, was just outside the grotto, looking on at the uncharted world ahead of them. He thought about Mazga, wondering what she would say. Did she know something was wrong with his growth? What could he say to her about it? What would she say about the tribe? So many questions with no answers...