Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190827204408/@comment-25828117-20190903234713

"Then go, we shall." Lysilde said in response to Nyasia.

"I may have a contact in the port that can provide us and our horses passage to Senchal."

The aspirant moth priestess pulled the hood of her cloak back up. It did little to hide her face like the one worn by Shrava though it may just be in service to keep the summer sun at bay. Rather than hide her visage.