Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191020115318/@comment-28718853-20191027204325

(Theater)

Forjod leans back in his seat and stretches his arms upward toward the ceiling, loosening his muscles.

"Seriously, we never saw that Stray's mate," Urrack mutters to Mythria who responds with a casual, "It's a play dear. No need to think too hard into it."

"I know it's just..." Urrack begins with his wife finishing his sentence, "You tend to focus on the nuances, just enjoy it my dear."

Urrack chuckles and scratches the back of his head saying, "True, guess I'm a bit of a critic."

"Except you get paid to work in the mines," says Mythria.

As the married couple chuckle with each other Forjod finishes his stretch and leans forward in his seat, wondering if the performer will do another showing or have the group clear out. In the back of his mind though, Forjod was relieved that they didn't "die" as the voice promised. Otherwise it would not be a good look for Aleric.