Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20140101230137/@comment-3293219-20140105223124

(I just didn't want to crash your dream plans, if you had any. I presumed that you didn't, because it was kind of sudden... Anjaway...)

Eilonwyn awoke in her cell, though she was no longer shackled to the wall and her wounds were gone. She eventually looked up and saw an oak desk with an old breton woman sat at it, looking like she was about to interview her.

The woman had no facial expression and simply gestured for her to take a seat...