Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200205021240/@comment-5583506-20200207134101

The old woman sat across them, pouring them some hot spiced tea which she then laced with a nip of Mazte.

She smiled at Nyasia as she held out her hand for her to take. "Give me your hand, my dear. Don't worry, I will not bite."

Kashya's grip around the kukri tightened.