Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131220001148/@comment-11457306-20131223032042

(Night Mythos.)

Anwen chewed on that for a while. Lovers. Unfaithful. She remembered Paris' unhappiness or uneasiness whenever Mak's name was mentioned and her comment about "not telling even if it didn't jeopardize the mission".

"Mak and Paris.  Boggles the mind," said Anwen. "She's not here to question.  Dammit."

"Where was this Dwarvin ruin?"