Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-25808351-20181127064444

(Jester) “Perhaps. But he could also have moved on, found someone else who makes him happy. Though I suppose that would be better to find out than never know.” Roda goes silent for a moment as she thinks. “Well it’s decided, I’ll send him a letter and see how he is doing.”

“Come on Prad, let’s get to the kitchen before it closes.” Roda grabs hold of Prad’s arm and tugs him along at a brisk pace. They finally reach the mess hall and step inside. It is almost completely abandoned except for a couple guards on break and two maids gossiping in the corner. Roda leads Prad to serving station and knocks to get the cooks attention.

A stubby short man with short black hair looks over his shoulder at the pale fur Werewolf. “Ah, Roda! How may I help you?”

“Hi Georgio. I was hoping me and Prad here could get another helping on the soup you made.” Roda leans putting her elbows on the severing counter.

“Ah, you’re both very lucky. I was just about to put that away. Thankfully I kept it warm.” Georgio pours them out two bowls of the potato soup and hands it over the counter. “So who’s this fellow?” He gestured to Prad.