Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191205184926/@comment-25828117-20191206022453

Helian smiled.

"Told you," he whispered to Nyasia. Nodding his head in the direction of the roving hand of Markos.

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Lysilde left the miserable woman to her own devices. It reminded the priestess of the many reasons she swore off her titles.

With this new intel in mind she went to find Shrava again. Or Emile.