Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160529172721/@comment-5583506-20160607142202

Katla returned to the painting of the dragon inside the inn, studying the lines and softly stroke some dust away from the edges with her finger. Just watching the creature soar completely still in a painted sky of blue made her recall something.

She glanced down at her arms, slowly lifting them in a waving motion. There was definitely something she was missing...