Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150923172856/@comment-24123288-20150923205713

On the way out, the witch hunter could see Kay sat in a corner all on her own. She looked incredibly sad, almost haunted. She sighed heavily to herself, cupping her hands around a hot drink and stared into her bowl of stew.

(Stew is fast becoming her favourite food at this rate)