Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20160726000337/@comment-28358106-20161024040910

"Oh, at this rate, at least years, possibly a decade or more. But, to one such as yourself, such a period of time passes rather quickly.  You would do well to remember this."

As she is speaking, a large, ornate parchment is burning in reverse in mid air, while smoke gathers to form a flowery quill in an inkpot. Adelaide nonchalantly produces a small, thin knife from her bodice.

"Of course, they may never invade. It's always a possibility.  But at this rate, I would not count on it."

She plucks the parchment from the air, its dark runes floating about it. She places it on the table and slides it forward. "For your perusal, should you desire."