Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140116231609/@comment-24123288-20140120212030

(Hehe well, welcome back all the same! ^^' Now, what to write...)

Eilonwyn was still mixing potions like she had been for the past few hours. The bottles had grown from slight pile to small mountain. She was humming to herself as she mixed, sliced and brewed away. Trying to block out the faint sounds of Tobias' yelling from her mind.