Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131128185142/@comment-24123288-20131130172239

Eilonwyn laughed to herself. Despite her situation she was feeling good. At least I know Nish is okay..

She paused her ramblings for a second to catch her breath before continuing.

"I just realised, I haven't made any potions in a few weeks! I've been so busy romancing and adventuring and shooting things! Speaking of shooting things, where is my bow? I miss the weight of it in my hands. Can you let me see it? Just for a minute? I promise I won't try killing you or anything. I love that bow almost as much as I love the Breton. Come on please? Pretty please?"