Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-27920227-20160928145858/@comment-27920227-20160928234316

'''Character (Smirked) : Rova--Rova--? No, but you can tell me your name. You are not a prince I assume.'''

(Character walks over to her as the surroundings seem omnious and errie. Glaring his black eyes into hers as he fixes his tie crushing the flowers that gave off the strong smell of fresh dead bodies.)