Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141007044356/@comment-29559990-20141013011200

Ja'Keil, being the slimy cat that he had always been, had his feet propped up on the dining hall's main table and was gulping down a bottle of cheap mead. He hadn't been this relaxed and comfy ever since the Seraphim, and he was going to enjoy every second of it.