Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200106232024/@comment-5583506-20200107233257

Kashya had not expected anything differently. The potion tasted about as well as sucking on a rusty Septim. Nor did she expect to be thanked for it. Gratitude was a rare occurence for her.

The little Alfiq was already fast asleep on Clodagh's shoulder, snoozing softly.