Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161008211047/@comment-27550231-20161009200959

Hours seem to pass and soon I'm in the kitchen eating dinner in armor with my family. Instead of the regular conversation we dine in silence. Nezon and Kathra (adopted shoggoth daughters)  both glance up at me while Aabi (living armor) just stares at her food.

The tension in the room is noticeable and Rhun tries to lessen the mood. "Now Nezon, how was your day?

Nezon picks at her food and doesn't look up from her plate. "Lord Marcus came by Dr. Ibrahim's home today. Everyone was worried that he would do something since they found out that he was a mercenary. He wanted Ibrahim to go somewhere with him."

Rhun: "Oh well... That's quite the tale... Um, and you Kathra?"

Kathra brightens up a bit as she starts to talk. "Well... there was a small scuffle in town today."

Rhun: "Oh? What happend dear?"

Kathra leans in a bit and looks around as if someone were listening in. "There was this dark and broody man on an equally dark horse. He was riding the horse through the marketplace and nearly ran me over!"

I stop and lower my fork down to my plate. "Is that so? Tell me more about this man and his horse."

Kathra sits back quickly and starts stammering. "We-well he didn't really get that close. He just passed by and startled me... I was... just exaggerating." The rest of dinner is silent.

We spend the night by the fireplace just spending time with each other and saying our goodbyes.

Nezon: "Do you have to leave so soon? You just came back!"

"Sorry Nezzy, but I do this for you two. But don't worry I'll be back soon, I promise."

One by one they all leave until it is just Rhun and I. She places more wood on the fire and watches over me as I sleep.