Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191029114843/@comment-25828117-20191101204550

Vithalril hadn't experienced it personally. And not a lot of elves ever caved in the face of battle, but it did happen once or twice.

"It seems that you did."

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A sweet release she had been longing for. Of course. She was not afraid of death.

The world shimmered and then...

Kashya sat on one of the barges outside Senchal by the fields. Her feet over the side, pooling in the cool water of the canal.

She had been thinking about life lately. Where to go from here. She was twenty-eight years old and still she had found no cat to call her own.

Her mother appeared next to her with cold drinks and sat down.

"Have you thought about who you'd want to marry yet?"