Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190412232101/@comment-5543592-20190416180504

"Goodnight, friend Graicus." Cade called out as he headed inside.

The sun drew low.

Svieva silently appeared at Graicus' side. Her armor and sword discarded, she looked slim, almost small. But her posture was no less cocksure, as if she needed neither of those things to be dangerous. In the orange light, the blond of her hair burned gold, and she let it fall across her face.

"Why're you staying up?" It was a curious expression she wore as she approached him, first looking at Graicus, than out at the fields where the Lau'ada roamed like grazing cattle. There was no fear in her eyes. For Svieva, there was little more that could be done to her.