Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140906173711/@comment-12599067-20140916014505

(Lol, Eogan's real smooth, isn't he?)

Morrigan flinched every time Anaril made a swipe at Celanar, as if expecting the poor mer's head to fly off.

Volarano watched on with a face as emotionless as a sheet of rock while Eirik restlessly shifted next to him, every bit as tense as the string of Vol's bow.