Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191014000602/@comment-25828117-20191014214635

Helian's gaze turned from Emile's silent resolve to Scaldor's swagger.

"Well, the climate doesn't agree with most ingredients Lysilde has in that magic bag of hers. Had to throw a lot of stuff out already."

He scooped some of the broth into Scaldor's pot.

"I can't wait for us to be out of this place."

Lysilde meanwhile arrived back with two deep plates rather tha bowls and gave one to Emile.

"Here you are." She smiled.