Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20181122000616/@comment-24510587-20181125172804

"It's my duty," Marr smiled faintly as he pushed the door open into the orphanage. Unlike last time, someone was actually present: a kind-looking Breton in her early fifties was just walking up the stairway as she heard the door open and turned around.

"Good morning," she said. "Can I help you?"