Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140222014010/@comment-11457306-20140225021536

Anwen moved back into the corridor toward her belongings. She guessed Mak had the right to Torene's stuff, although she felt the need to protect her as if they were sisters. They were connected through the bond that ties all women together--the abililty to bring life into the world and all the pain that goes with that ability. Only Anwen had never been able to do it. She envied Torene. She herself had lost five to miscarriage. The last midwife had told her she would never bring to term. So she had turned full time to mercenary work.