Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191211213915/@comment-5543592-20191213203559

Nyasia looked rather cold, her hood was up and her cloak fastened tight around her. The skin of her lips capped frequently, to the point that she was smearing them with salve in attempt to moisturize.

Scaldor had acquired lute at some point within the last few days and had taken to playing it as they rode, sometimes playing it masterfully other times boredly plucking at it.