Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-30014014-20190208033347

Prad's head lowers back to its original pose, well aware of the man's listening "A nurse, from here. Unmade the injuries from the flesh in my fingers, and palms. Someone with an unsurprising amount of admirers. Under a clarity of night, she extended her hand to mine, so we may wander in her domain in the midst of a festival where, I had a taste for culinary I've not taken for a time. And then, respite in her household, a place that a palace couldn't hope to compare in my eyes. We spoke the night away..."