Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150417225617/@comment-3293219-20150419232941

"Yes..." Isaiah whispered, rather solemly in comparison as he turned back to the Lich.

"My charge..." The Priest sighed as he slowly ran his hand through what hair he had left.

"She was fourteen... And... Suffering from some sort of... Nerve degeneration disease...

Mother Ashna refused to give her any form of anesthetic..."

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"I'm sure that you could Kay, you're a strong woman andif you looked inside yourself, you'd probably notice that the two of us aren't so different." The Revered mother replied, with a smile.