Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140731132420/@comment-5583506-20140731220007

(Seryio:Alright, thanks!

Anntion: Sweet! What's her character card like?)

Mara sat in a dark corner of her cell, not moving a single inch. Her dreams had told her that there was no to fear for her life. In the dreams she had seen the iron bars, which kept her there, dissolve right before her very eyes. What she could make out of the dreams prophetic and often surrealistic containts was that someone would free her, sooner or later.

As she waited she sat still and enjoyed the dark nightly music sounding from beyond the realm of dreams. It wouldn't be long now...