Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140917204356/@comment-24685738-20140926000543

(I'm baaaaaaack! :))

Elana had lain quietly in the darkness by herself, picking at the threads of her blanket. So threadbare... She was not used to this kind of fare. Nor this kind of welcome... She was used to elaborate gowns, beautiful tapestries, large beds with such soft blankets...

Azarath...