Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150207130230/@comment-29559990-20150211000024

Talyn, Gotol, Telane, and a large amount of other political figures had gathered in the dining hall, enjoying the finest meals that the chefs could have prepared.

"I wonder how Vordel is fairing with Mournhold." Gotol said.

"Well, they have not sent him back as a drunken mess yet. I would say he is doing acceptable... at least by the standards I have set for him." Talyn joked, which caused some laughter amongst the Shadowbloods.

They continued eating until their stomachs were full. The servants descended onto the dining room to clean up the mess. Talyn was going to retire to his sleeping quarters, but he was stopped by Telane.

"What is it, Telane?" He asked, waiting for a reply. She tried to say something, but it seemed like she was trying very hard to suppress it. Finally, she responded with "Nevermind."

"Are you sure?" Talyn inquired. She had to think about it for a moment, but she replied with a simple nod.

Both went different ways, and that was that.