Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190307235204/@comment-7262318-20190318234038

Meyline fell to the ground, coughing and choking. "Ysmir's beard... damn, Daedra!" She slammed her fist on the ground, rolling away from the mist.

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Shrava curled up, away from the hole. "Cats are not very fond of water..." She reminded them, seemingly encouraging Marr to row this boat faster.