Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140923020743/@comment-11457306-20140924004527

Dral did not have to hide his face, Daria would have known him anywhere by the way he walked--or by his voice, if she could have heard it--but she had her head down, reading through the contracts with the practiced eye of a noblewoman trained in the arts of reading, writing and spotting political rhetoric. She wasn't entirely happy with some of the wording.