Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160714040922/@comment-28358106-20160722165748

She almost smiles as her eyes attempt to focus. "I have...lived...for hundreds of...years.  They...have only just...begun.  With the Glyph...gone...they won't last forever...but it will...give them some...time..."

She looks directly at him, fading again. "Sir Praetor, Ibrahim... trusts you...and so...do I..."