Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141127202735/@comment-12599067-20150120015239

Ranwulf and Veranwen both looked up as the two came walking back to the group, the former holding Conall and Kasra's collective gaze evenly and the latter looking weary of all the fighting. Veranwen still held the silver locket within her palm but made no attempt to hide it. If they wanted it, she figured they had a right to know what it was, even if it were something personal and didn't have anything to do with their objective. It would be the first time she had told anyone in a long, long time, that was true, but she would not deny them the knowledge if they asked for it. She was tired of all this secrecy and infighting. So very, very tired.