Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141003213306/@comment-3293219-20141007191012

"Yeah, I mean, the first time it happened, I kind of wondered if it was you messin' with my dreams but... I don't know... It's weird..." Azarath grumbled, losing himself in his trail of thought as he scratched his head.

"Do you remember anythin' about your dream?"

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"It is done..." Covin informed him as he marched into the longhouse.

"Your argonian has been obliterated..."

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"Yeah..." Robin whispered, watching Cyril leave, with a longing and thankful gaze. She swiftly turned her attention back to Aia and gave her a smile, gently holding onto her arms.

"Aia... I just... Wanted to say that I was sorry about earlier...

I didn't exactly take what happened to Ren too well and... I should have been there for you, instead of blaming myself." The Breton moved her hands up to Aia's shoulders and gently stroked them with her thumbs.

"How're you holding up?"