Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140717145533/@comment-3293219-20140718183229

Jaryl lead her into the tavern, kind of missing the atmosphere of the place as he wandered through, kind of losing himself in it as he approached the tavern.

"What would like hon?"

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"Some... morbid people would see it that way, I suppose." Agatha sighed, folding her arms and slowly walking over to a nearby tree, building up some anger before punching the tree as hard as she could, causing it to shake and drop a bucket full of leaves on top of her. It was quite obvious that it hurt her hand but she didn't seem to care, she gently clutched it and cradled it as she shuffled back to Underland.