Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150206093315/@comment-29458028-20150206132015

Raphael drank his mead silently on the wall. When he saw Erys, he didn't even move his hand to wave or smile. He just looked at her, their eyes making contact, but he didn't say a word. Raphael's expression wasn't particularly belligerent or unhappy, but he didn't look glad either.

"Just what is it?" asked Raphael tiredly, from his perch on the wall.