Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191021182359/@comment-5543592-20191021225956

Scaldor chuckled. "Heh. Long, long ago.  Been this longer than I 'aven't been this."

Nyasia looked Emile in the eye. Her hair was a pulled back, a carefully neutral expression on her face.

"When I was ten years old, my mother took her own life.  I watched as she went out onto the balcony of one of our apartments, got up onto the ledge, and stepped off."