Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161215214850/@comment-25808351-20161216025433

Within moments Grettle, one of the house maids opens the door. "Well hello, can I help you young lady?" The maid looks over the unusual Apophis before her. Snow begins to fall more rapidly and the air becomes more chilly as the hour grows later. Grettle can feel the temp reaching forty degrees, not accounting for the wind chill. (Sorry Doc, fell asleep in my cozy chair. In Pennsylvania we're having a serious cold spell and I was working in it all day. Sapped the energy right out of me.)