Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191103030646/@comment-28718853-20191110094055

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Mythria's ears perk up at the sound of something crumbling. If she were any drunker the sound likely would have traveled in one ear and out the other. For a second she considers going to investigate it, but changes her mind dismissing it as Cerberus handling some extremely rowdy guests who are on the level of an Ogre.

"Don't worry honey, we'll do a LOT more than kissing when we return home," Mythria reassures her husband.

"Oh I can't wait for that," Urrack says with a sultry smile.

Forjod simply stares straight ahead as a noble enters the lounges followed by a vampire with brown hair.