Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34818102-20190410150804/@comment-26517142-20190514015420

Boyle drops his stick of tobacco out the window. "It's not for you. It's for her." He points to Mira. And the vehicle stops. Servants open the door and he walks out. "Also....this boy needs a bit of protection as well. Given his heritage is after him."

Aaron rubs at his arm. "Great. That's very encouraging."