Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-30014014-20190107043155

"Well, I think...supposedly...perhaps..." Prad scratches his head with his casting hand, utterly unable to remember "Sorry, I cannot recall. Maybe they had them changed, maybe not, but I cannot in my darnest remember".

He sighs and waves his hands, plunging the particles in the gestation of another shape "Perhaps a change of palace will re-vigorate this confusion of mine".

Of course, his face brightens up a bit from her closeness, one he tries to cast away with distraction. It fails.