Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-31049256-20171229065458

(Flame Groups) Siara sighs, then frowns, "I am immensely glad Miss Despoina is alright. Her room is next door, so hopefully she will return soon and she can join us. However I do worry for Sir Eothred. If he was returned to Blue Camp he should be safely on the wall, though he may not be conscious, and likely being taken to the Clinic with the others not returned by one of Dr. Lynnbeck's portals.

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(It's fine btw Flame. I wasn't sure how long they were gonna take getting to the ship, and I didn't want you to feel forced making dialogue between Rix and her Rival since I know she hates that lol.)

Silas nods in agreement, "True. Still, I can't fault Mrs. Xinderas. She's just being herself, even if that means ignoring how unnecessary it is."

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As Casmodia flutters off her crystal eye catches the faintest ray of light breaking through the storm clouds above. Garrett's trained eyes notice it, and he shoots to attention.

He doesn't waste the throwing knife, Casmodia already well out of range as she flutters off. He instead keeps his gaze locked on her as she leaves, using the bird to track what direction her master may be later.

Reby moves next to Forjod, placing a comforting arm around his shoulder, "Don't worry babe. Me and Rix'll make sure nothing happens to you for sure!" she says with confidence.

Dreylen moans, "The poor lass!"

the dwarf moves to the ship, petting it like a puppy, "What dirty dust muncher would harm ye so?!" he then looks to Valerie, "Do ye have an idea on who'd do et?"

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Dala sighs, "You simply must relax Sir Jeff....why don't you tell us more of that model above your bed to take your mind off of things?"