Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140918005000/@comment-12599067-20140918020928

(Ah, thank you, Rider.)

Morrigan, who made herself as inconspicuous as possible by taking a seat in a darker corner, jumped and just about spilled her ale when the furious Rhiannon burst into the room. After taking a moment for her heart to climb down from her throat, she quietly rose from her seat and slipped over to Rhiannon, very aware that a good number of the hotel's residents now had their eyes trained on her as well.

"Rhiannon, calm down. I'm sure she's just fine," Morrigan said in her best effort to be reassuring, although she was a little out of practice. "She ran back to the City just after Anaril was dragged out of the arena. She's probably just out for an ale or something."