Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140119184840/@comment-12599067-20140127023801

Goldflame33 wrote:

She saw the way Claudius treated Paris like she was royalty (no pun intended.) (I know it was no pun intended, but I still laughed when I saw that.)

Jack took note of Raelynn's rather dismal mood as she walked in but said nothing, instead scribbling furiously in his journal. As long as he was writing, no one bothered him, and if no one bothered him, he was generally content. Of course, he had once been the kind of person who would always be there for those in need, but four years in Apocrypha had changed that.

Makoru quietly shut the door behind him as he retreated back in the room, propping Torene's head up on a pillow and grabbing one of the tonics that the witches had given him. He poured the potion down her throat, careful not to choke her, and let out a sigh of relief as the color began to return to her face. When the vial had been drained, he set the bottle aside and stepped out of the room, locking the door behind him and slipping the key into his pocket. He then stepped out the door of the inn in hopes of catching some fresh air, or maybe a moonlight hunt to clear his mind.