Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150828011841/@comment-5583506-20150901014429

Evelyne was no fool. She could tell that the man who had offered her help up felt a bit ignored. But men were just as easy to read as animals. At least that was what she believed.

"Uhm... thanks", she uttered vaguely, before standing up on her own.

Artik played around, brushing himself against her knee before wandering off to Kjaleek and brushing against his legs.

"So... we are... uhm... heading off?" she asked, trying to ignore the fact that she had indeed died again.

Seems like I have found my part to play in this group...