Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140222014010/@comment-11457306-20140224034038

(I have already been contemplating what to do with Strogg.)

"Oblivion no, she can't walk!  Mak can carry her.  She hardly weighs anything," said Anwen.

Then Anwen turned to where Stroggvir lay. "One of you help me with Strogg." Anwen's voice was strangely steady. Too steady. It was clear she was clamping down on her emotions tightly. Her face was set in stone.