Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170706025641/@comment-28718853-20170717025120

Ikuna sighs as she sets her glass down on the table. "Bet you their mental stability is as strong as a house made of glass," she says as she adds, "And I'm sorry to hear that you wound up in this mess."

When Forjod hears Jeiel ask Nadin the question of whether or not the fairies went to get help from outside, my head perks up in anticipation of the answer.

Rix just continues to drain the juicy contents of her cup.