Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20140103051911/@comment-10324268-20140105014044

Nevaeh thought about how the year was going so far. She had paired with a person who didn't like her. They had formed teams with two strange boys, and now Irowin and Regda were at each other's throats. So far it had been better than she had expected.

She spaced out as the others went over the schedule. Nevaeh pulled Grimur out and sat it on the table. She pulled out a rag an began to polish it. The mace was gleaming when she was done.

She finally decided to talk to her group when the bell rang. Her question turned into "It's time for class"