Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161204121342/@comment-27550231-20170617142741

"That's it? Knowing how trouble loves following you I was expecting something more..."

Praetor crosses his arms and strokes his chin as he thinks. He then makes spiraling motions with his hand as his words slowly roll off the top of his tongue.

"How would you say... Extreme."

The book falls through Kathra's hands as she wobbles about and manages to somewhat stand up.