Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191101220152/@comment-25828117-20191105155053

Nyasia was celebrating her fortieth birthday and the court of Taneth was bustling. Her five children were there, along with her husband, Rachid. He looked quite dashing in his ceremonial circlet, his hair had started to grey at the temples and in his beard, only every so slightly, but it did not take away an ounce of his attractiveness. He was very handsome in fact. In shape, kind yet strong. And always there for her.

From her throne she saw him play pick up their youngest daughter, Yismane and heard the both of them giggle. His laugh lines denoted his age.