Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190117232435/@comment-24510587-20190122212854

"You're so generous," Vyrine grunted.

"Not in the future, either," Queen Isarhel said, beginning to grow tired of the novelty of this would-be infiltrator in her throne room.

"You silly mortals," Yen sighed, handing Alvoran his trousers.

Marr chuckled vaguely.

"I dunno, I provided you with lots of stress and headaches."