Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24849899-20151020010834/@comment-25684606-20151113123330

His father, Guillaume, a man in his late forties with a well-combed beard, containing a few grey stripes, kept his usual stern expression. In fact, she had never seen him without a look of utter seriousness on  his face.

Not so his wife, Annemarie, who smiled brightly, already haveing her arms wrapped around her son before any words of greetings could be exchanged.

"Robert, Druella, welcome." his father said as he bid them inside.