Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141127202735/@comment-11457306-20141228204646

"I'm off then," said Kasra. She handed off her pack to Varenwen to watch for her. All she needed was the smaller pouch which hung from her belt, which also held the sheath which encased her dagger--normal bard stuff.

"Come along, dear brother," she said to Conall. "Remember what I said and wipe that scowl off your face."

Conall grumbled, even though he knew her plan was brilliant. She was the planner of the two of them. He was adequate, but she was genius at planning and pulling off a caper.

(I'm taking a break.)