Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140708165409/@comment-3293219-20140716194805

Jaryl returned to Isis, with some fruit drinks, the fruit that grows down here was odd, a brutish looking purple thing that looked more like a growth than vegetation but still, all of the locals ate it and drank its juices, so it was obviously safe to consume. He presented the glass to her, giving her a smile as he placed it in her hand.

"Heard anythin' about your mom yet?"