Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20131211044317/@comment-11457306-20131213013954

Anwen lifted a hand and inserted it through one of the rings as if it were a ghostly bracelet. She smiled. "Rest while you can, Daithi.  We don't know when we'll have the chance again."

She stood and stirred the stew. "I think it's ready."