Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190628224007/@comment-26517142-20190718070740

Elphabi looks on at the piece of clay extracted from the clay-beings, the insignia of Liandrie now evident across it. "I have to convene with the rest of the Wane Wiccen to take action. I simply cannot act alone in this. Better it done together - as the guardians we are."

Glinda rests her hand on Morgan's arm... assuring her it was alright.

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Anastasia looks towards Nardu and gently knocks at her armor. "Hey? You feeling alright, big girl? You didn't utter much of a peep." Azkadia waves off her hands. "She's fine. She's not a rough-and-tough chieftainess for nothing, am I right?" (Nudges her on the side) Ow. That metal's hard."