Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170203204458/@comment-25808351-20170216033641

"I mean when you haunted it, when you became a Wisp. You don't remember anything about it. Just, color me curious." He picks a bottle of his favorite rum out and begins filling his flask. "I'm not trying to upset you or anything Cynd, and I know it isn't something you want to talk about. How bout this, what did you do, in that swamp? How did you occupy your time?" He looks back at Cyndwella, his stare a mixture of reserve and saddness.