Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131128185142/@comment-24123288-20131202143042

(I cast my vote for entering tonight!)

"..safe in that...things hands?" Corelas ranted.

Eilonwyn sighed and turned to face the Justicar, warily moving her hand to her sword.

"Tyranil isn't a thing." She spat. "I believe we'll be fine in his hands. You however. Might not."