Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20161204225700/@comment-28718853-20161212035129

Nia is unmoved. Isken looks down at the ascot and says, "This piece of cloth, is nothing more than a trinket."

She looks up at the both of them, her face containing some sorrow, "You yourself was in a gang once Nia, and that man beside you, including the inhabitants of this village, showed you the light right?"

Nia's face grows even softer and sweat begins to form on her face. "Y...yeah but.." the dragon stammered.