Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20180510173057/@comment-30014014-20180514153857

A subtle jiggle of bells arrives at the front of the door, accompying an individual dressed in orchid colors, walking before a soothing light that faded oevr time. Her steps are quiet, coming to complete silence the moment she was at an arm's reach to the masive doors.

A mask seems to hinder visual contact with her face. The mask itself depicts the personality of a blank personnage. Her attire is one of regal original, yet it depict no thing that a noble would consider a must. A symphony of light briefly shine on her two sides of hips, fleetingly uncovering two pristine axes that simply disappear.

"This must be the place he wished for me to visit..." she speaks to herself, a line based in neutrality, rising a finger steep in the same light she walked out of. It pokes the door before her, resulting in an echo of knocks protusing at the door. Many, yet not too many...