Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140108121051/@comment-11457306-20140111202900

Torene stopped in mid-chew, the sweetroll suddenly taking on a bitter taste as the bile rose in her throat. She swallowed with difficulty. "Yes, I remember her.  But this time I am not with child.  If she trifles with me--or with you--I will send her to Oblivion."

Anwen, seated on the hearth by the fire, her arms wrapped around her legs, looked up as Stroggvir entered. She was regretting having him join them already. He reminded her of what she wanted so desperately wanted to pretend did not happen. But it did happen and it was going to have consequences. Maybe she needed him here. "I see you found us."