Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190916205409/@comment-25828117-20190920233000

The leaf released an overpowering flavor of mint that washed away any bad taste.

"There is no cure for what troubles you, Mozu." Lysilde imparted.

"Time will dull the feeling."

She looked at Emile for a second then.

"If it does not... Then I am always there for you, if you need to talk to someone."

Mozu was left with a cold clean face and a fresh taste in her mouth when Lysilde took the young Nord's hands gently into hers.

"This journey will see us go through many hardships. It will feel like it is 'too much' at times. But I believe you have a strength in you, Mozu. One that is not measurable in muscle or sinew, but in perseverance."