Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170702143317/@comment-5583506-20170712224826

Catryn sat down in front on the floor in front of the fireplace, reckoning that Banshee would very much like to get warmed up after the chilly winds that swept in over Crowhaven. The cub adjusted herself in her lap and began to purr as she softly stroke it.

Shanks took a seat in a secluded corner, looking rather tired as he mumbled something about fading fires and thousand eyes in the dark. Torbjorn chose to stand up, lined up against a nearby wall, leaning on his greataxe in a rather stoic position. His time serving as commander of king Edeleif's Kingsguard had certainly made him used to be standing upright for hours on length.