Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131228033942/@comment-11457306-20131229021737

Anwen looked from Paris to Torene to Makoru and hoped no fireworks would start. She watched as Torene sat as far away from Paris as she could get. Mak sat beside her. He seemed...normal now. Did he have his memory back? Maybe this would turn out okay after all. She spooned another mouthful of stew and chewed on a bit of beef thoughtfully.