Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191130184420/@comment-7262318-20191203145151

Shrava had not shared the reservedness of Nyasia. She had spooned out the last remaining bits of her soup, finding the contents of her bowls to be rather delicious, although she would never say that out loud.

"I must agree. I fail to what the prince of order gains from killing men of order and deliberately creating chaos," Alvoran frowned.