*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

[Athaid]

(Oh hey, Bant. Never knew you were here )

 

[Bantambird]

( oh I'm keeping tabs. Herja is asleep. I don't think she will wake up tonight. )

 

[Athaid]

(Ah okay. you can always make a new character )

 

[silkiecuddles]

(Ah okay. you can always make a new character )

(Easier said than done. I've been telling you that )

 

[Athaid]

(Easier said than done. I've been telling you that )

(It's different man, Alfric is very active. Get Fawn over here, I'm all alone :'( )

 

[Bantambird]

(yeah, and then you leave for 2 months again

)

 

[Athaid]

(Lol hey, that never happened..)

 

[Garjzla]

"Well, that is nice to know," Richard chuckled. He bowed low then straightened, looking around in impatience for the musicians to start playing.

Arabella curtsied and waited for the musicians to begin playing the song. Once the song began, she patiently waited for Richard to start dancing with her.

 

[silkiecuddles]

](It's different man, Alfric is very active. Get Fawn over here, I'm all alone :'( )

(Active and getting in trouble all de dang time )

The scraping sound ended in a loud thud, as the wall sealed shut behind him.

Fawn leaned forward to examine the picture. The same eyes viewing the painted canvas looked back at her with a sullen expression on its young face. Fawn let out a little gasp of surprise and backed away, nearly tripping over the corner of a chair. It surprised and pleased her that that was still here. As she was contemplating this, the sound of a door closing reached her ears, causing her to jump slightly. "Hello?" She turned slowly and looked around the room for any sign of the cause of the noise.

 

[Athaid]

(It's fun )