Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20131222234409/@comment-5583506-20140114234946

Rashka purred at the sensation. Had she gazed into his mind and liked what she had seen? Or was it just sheer luck that she had found out what his mind was set upon? He didn't complain about her gentle touch, though. She really was different than any other woman he had ever met. Even if he had just known her for a few moments he knew that she was special. Rare... A woman he would gladly share his sugar with.

But the question remained if she knew what kind of man he was. A murderer? An assassin? A backstabber? A betrayer? He remembered being so hated, even among his own kin that the Renrijra Krin had put a price on his head.

Even when watching Ertius' help the madman up he felt the stroke of her fingertips.