Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140606201652/@comment-24685738-20140606231817

Isis paused at the doorway, waiting for him to wake up.

But, he didn't.

So she came out of their cabin and sat on the deck, feeling the wind whip her hair around her face.

It was an unusually strong wind, but she thought nothing of it.

Just nature...

Aratius was dead.