Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141124040131/@comment-11457306-20141124150332

"Then let's go." Megan turned to walk toward the doors of the Hall. As she passed down the long table, she grabbed up a sweetroll and a bottle of cider. She stopped at the doors, which were extremely heavy. She was waiting for one of two things:  for the Guards to open them for her or for Tomas to push them open with telekinesis. The latter would be far more impressive, she thought.