Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140504164011/@comment-3293219-20140505100557

Cray approached Iril Fr'aj's cell, none of his other guards had gotten her to talk so far, she refused to speak to them, possibly to defy them or frustrate them.

Either way, the Imperial was very... persuasive...

"Good morning, little Breton." He smiled, making sure that he wasn't easy to grab.

