Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-25808351-20190227054214

(BT) “And my prayer is not an urgent one either....” Herja then kisses her Order symbol pendent and rises to her feet. She steps inside the room from the balcony and places her helmet upon a table between her and Jorge, tucking in her wings.

“So. What is your purpose here, Sir Praetor?”