Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10906938-20140514001728/@comment-11457306-20140628004622

That, Dania understood. Memories of being chased through the woods of her homeland came flooding back--it hadn't been that long ago. One of those who had pursued her was her paramour. Betrayed, pursued...nearly killed...tears filled her eyes. She turned her head away quickly and gave the stew a furious stir, slopping its contents into the fire.

"This is ready.  Grab a clean bowl.  If you can find one."

Taking the bowl she'd cleaned for herself, she picked up a ladle and served herself a generous portion. Then she sat at the table to eat.