Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170804144241/@comment-7262318-20170808210751

Sangiin took a seat at the head of the dinner table, in a chair that one could easily mistake as a throne. "You may eat."

No one touched their food, however. Everyone was casting either a distrusting or disdainful glare down at the mortal who just walked into their abode....

"Well... I'd imagine things would be the same, except perhaps a lot more kissing and sweet talking. Lots of lovey dovey stuff and what not. Perhaps lots of sex, lots of marriage, children, growing old and dying hand in hand at the sunset..."

Delusul shrugged. "Any of that sound appealing?"