Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190827204408/@comment-25828117-20190831180954

Emile

"You are wounded, good sir knight." A voice called out to Emile from the one place he hadn't looked.

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Clodagh

"A quest to put an end to the Daedric madness that has taken over the land." Lysilde said. There was determination behind those kind eyes now, punctuated with her cup landing back on its saucer.

"For this reason alone, I speak in secrecy I'm afraid."

Kashya

"Not in any way you might have in mind, Kashya." Lysilde said. Though she was not afraid. Comfortable would not be a way to describe the lady. Determined was perhaps the word for it.

Mozu

The sound of a wooden chair scraping across the tile floor came to an abrupt stop and Lysilde sat down with a grace that seemed unimaginable in such a crowded inn.

"You." She smiled.

Nyasia

"It appears one of your minders has spotted us." Lysilde coolly stated. Morin, her horse, seemed to roll his eyes uncertainly due to Scaldor's approach, but Lysilde was quick to calm him.