Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-25808351-20190105044159

(Jester) Roda and Prad were brought out of their immersive conversation as Old Hirvan placed a tray upon the table. “Here you two are. A pair of cooked chicken legs and bowl of spaghetti and meatballs. Enjoy you two.” The old woman shuffles off as Roda wastes no time ripping apart her meal like a ravenous beast.

She then stops, a chicken bone protruding from her mouth. “Oh, I’m sorry.” She plucks the bone from her lips. Her cheeks red with embarrassment. “Sorry Prad, I’m just a bit hungry.”