Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191230050209/@comment-25828117-20191231004509

Helian sighed at the sad sight of seeing Clodagh by Baldr's grave when he wandered down the familiar route that had formed in the camp, getting from wash table to cooking pot etc. A routine was just about setting in and it often made him wonder what domestic life with Nyasia would be like.