Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191124214112/@comment-5543592-20191125213353

Nyasia was deeply pleased and mortified all at once. There was the part of her that always wanted to hear that. She never could've imagined it would be Helian, but it was a dream come true. And then there was the part of her that rejected it, the part that said this wasn't for her.

She wobbled, going weak in the knees and knotted her hands in his shirt, scared she would faint.

"Helian, please." It came out as little more than a pleading whisper.

Scaldor was on deck, sitting on a barrel near the bow. He had found a longbow and was stringing it. There was a quiver full of arrows next to him.

Baldr wrinkled his brow, confused by the scene.